Give Her the Keys (feat. T-Pain) (Explicit)

Give Her The Keys(Album Version) - E-40/T-Pain

Yeah mane

It's magic

E-40 and amp my partna T-pain

Nappy boy

Open up that garage

It's a big fat car

With a big fat bow on top on top

It's a Bentley Coupe with the roof let back

Now shawty you know that's hot

I'ma give her the keys

And Ima give her the keys

Now shawty sang it to me

And Ima give her the keys

From a bucket to a Benz

A Benz to a Bentley

Down with me from the start

Got my back like a tank top

When I used to be on the block

She hide my rocks in her yacht

Got a special place in my heart

She know how to play

Her part

Everytime I look at you darling

I get a hard on

You sexy without your makeup on

I wanna bone

Move you out the hood

I told you I would

I'm not phony

We both from the same place

Grew up on fried bologna

They say the opposites attract

But we gotta a lot in common

Behind every boss player a boss woman

Imam fiend when it comes to your cooking

You do your thing

Throw down like Paula Deen

Neck bones and collard greens

Open up that garage

It's a big fat car

With a big fat bow on top on top

It's a Bentley Coupe with the roof let back

Now shawty you know that's hot

Ima give her the keys

And Ima give her the keys

Now shawty sang it to me

And Ima give her the keys

Born in the mud raised in the trap

Down a*s broad never been a sap

If I ever needed bail went to jail got popped

You'll be Jnny on the spot you'll come and get me out

A loyalist not just a friend to me

We was meant to be

We got chemistry

You like it when I lay this pipe

Been around each other so long

They say we starting to look alike

Starting to think alike

Getting our money right

Fuss fight then make love all night

California king on a California queen

My California dream we make a good team

Open up that garage

It's a big fat car

With a big fat bow on top on top

It's a Bentley Coupe with the roof let back

Now shawty you know that's hot

Ima give her the keys

And Ima give her the keys

Now shawty sang it to me

And Ima give her the keys

It's the little things that count any means much

Can't nothing come between us can't nothing separate us

You're my backbone

You my rib

You my chick

You my backbone

You my rib

You my chick

It's the little things that count

Any means much

Can't nothing come between us can't nothing separate us

You my backbone

You my rib

You my chick

You my backbone

You my rib

You my chick

Yes mane

It's a drought on loyal females mane

The good ones is hard to find mane

So when you find a good one

Hold on to that broad

Mane you hear me

Open up that garage

It's a big fat car

With a big fat bow on top on top

It's a Bentley Coupe with the roof let back

Now shawty you know that's hot

Ima give her the keys

And Ima give her the keys

Now shawty sang it to me

And Ima give her the keys