[Intro: Too $hort | E-40 | K-Ci]
E-Feezy
Too $heezy
Yeah, we off the heezy in this beezy, mayne
Off the heezy I thought you theezy
(Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, baby)
Ayy, man, where your boy K-Ceezy at, mayne
Ain't no tellin' - ayy, K-Ci (Ooh baby)
Ayy ayy, get up here and sprinkle some of these fools, man
Lace 'em up or somethin', playboy, you know? Uh

[Chorus: K-Ci]
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Every day you're at the mall
Tell me is it true or false
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Claimin' that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false

[Verse 1: E-40]
I put my mack hand down, ain't never been a Simon
I was havin' B-R-E-A-D way before this rap game, fool, I've been timin'
Thought you theezy, fa sheezy, fools 'member
Earl, Brandt and Dannell, them boys from Vallejo
At every light it's automatic, burn rubber
See my folkers in the traffic, wassupper?
Follow that cab, it got yola in it, uh
My potna $hort got some broads in it
[Verse 2: Too $hort]
I'm always hearin' rappers big ballin' on they songs
I live like that for real and you will never say I'm wrong
S500 straight sittin' on 20's
TV in the dash, dippin' fast, gettin' money
I'm Too $hort, baby, been down since the '80s
For the last eight years, I rode around in a Mercedes
Lexus, trucks, drop Vette, Caddy
Women don't call me by my name, they call me Daddy

[Chorus: K-Ci]
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Every day you're at the mall (Every day)
Tell me is it true or false
(Tell me is it true or false)
Say that you got it all (Ooh yeah)
Love the way you players ball (Love the way)
Claimin' that your mail is tall (Mail is tall)
Tell me is it true or false

[Verse 3: E-40]
K-Ci, $hort and 40 Fonzarelli
I'll probably never have long money like Ross Perelli
But sh, we just want a helper, don't want the whole plate
Don't put the two on the ten, don't ever perpetrate
Like a lot of these fools I see on TV
With the Armani, Chanel versus Versace
How come we can't be broke sometimes?
Sometimes it's cool to floss
But don't buy an eighty-five thousand dollar car
Before you buy a house
[Verse 4: Too $hort]
They always said I couldn't rap with my dirty lyrics
I guess they fear it, or couldn't hear it
And now they wanna call me hardcore
While I be steppin' out the shower on a marble floor
I pay the IRS taxes, send FedEx and faxes
This industry'll never ever see me ass-kissin'
I work and don't play, handle mine every day
Any way 'cause I gotta stay paid, 40

[Chorus: K-Ci]
Say that you got it all (Say you got it all)
Love the way you players ball
(Love the way you players ball)
Every day you're at the mall (Yeah yeah yeah)
Tell me is it true or false
Say that you got it all (Tell me)
Love the way you players ball (Tell me)
Claimin' that your mail is tall (Ooh)
Tell me is it true or false

[Verse 5: E-40]
We throw parties on big ol' boats, fools about they paper
Ultrafied all-inclusive trips, Montego, Jamaica
Front row seats at the Ultimate Fights, Shamrock and Severn
Long expensive f-uh-flights, up there in the heavens
Big ol' royalty checks, humongous cribs
Smokin' blunts and drinkin' brew on the balcony, barbecuin' ribs
The more scrilla, the merrier, uh
I represent the Yay Area
[Verse 6: Too $hort]
I walked from Foothill and Havenscourt to 67th, MacArthur
To Freddie B house to make tapes with my partner
Hit Arroyo Park, we had tapes for sale
Got a paper bag full of that, can't you tell
It's funky, everybody nod they head like this
I started rappin', and everybody read my lips
I kept mackin', suckin' up the game from the O
And even though a lot of rappers got the same kind of flow
I survived 'cause I got more game than them
It came straight from the prostitutes, players, and pimps
It was my destiny, I came the same every time
So don't question me, I transferred the game into rhymes

[Verse 7: E-40]
I'm not a freestyler, don't rap for free, mayne
It's paystyle on mine, 'cause I love money, mayne
Land Rovers and Toyota, Lexuses
600 V12 with them big ol' motor Mercedeses
We don't be savin' broads, batches be savin' us
Batch disrespect me in my car, batch best to catch the bus
I keep a briefcase full of game, while y'all be ear hustlin'
Ain't no paperback pimpin', playboy, we ain't strugglin', uh

[Chorus: K-Ci]
Say that you got it all (You tell me)
Love the way you players ball (Hey, oh)
Every day you're at the mall (Oh)
Tell me is it true or false (Oh)
Say that you got it all (Say you got it all)
Love the way you players ball (New new)
Claimin' that your mail is tall (Oh oh)
Tell me is it true or false (Yeah yeah)

[Outro: E-40 | Too $hort | K-Ci]
That's ritt
Too $heezy, Ant Banks, 40 Fonzarelli, K-Ci
Damn, is that right? (You)
That's right