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I'm It Video (MV)




Performed By: E-40
Length: 2:22
Written by: Earl Stevens, Joel Banks, Taylor Banks




E-40 - I'm It Lyrics
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B-B-Bankroll got it

Uh, I stand by my word, don't back-paddle (unh-uh)
Fetti longer than an ostrich Adam's apple (an ostrich?)
Give me my 'speck
Yaper good like a cashier check (hello)
Uh, Icy like a skater
We could squabble like a NHL hockey player (hockey player)
Mind over matter
Pull over, I gotta empty my bladder (my bladder)
Uh, On the case like a lawyer
Bitch, I'm from the Bay bitch, I'm a Warrior
This public fixture means somethin'
You got a N on your chest for "nothin'"
They desperate these days, do anything for money
Eight times out of ten, it don't be your friends, it be your company
That leave the door unlocked and set you up for the take
Home invasions, let 'em into your estate, bitch

Every time I look around
When I'm out here gettin' down, all I f*ckin' see is clowns
Graduated from the game
I done got my cap and gown, keep my up out your mouth (ho)
I'm it, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm it, little bitch (I'm lit, bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch

You could call me e-commerce: Rakuten
Tryna purchase a house up in Atherton
Used to ride dirty, now I'm immaculate
Used to sell girl without the human traffickin'
Your baby mama wanna have my baby
All you do is complain and she say you hella lazy
Leech, always askin' for help
Broke ass sucka, you in the way of yourself
When I'm overseas, somewhere tropical
I use Whatsapp or Facetime audio
Hella busy like the subway or the boy on the phone
I'll call you back, blame it on my mind, not my heart
Two thousand dollar sneakers, Wendy Williams shoe cam
I work hella hard like Steve Harvey and Michael Strahan
Uh, gotta be careful when you have a change
Too much to lose, nothin' to gain (preach), bitch

Every time I look around
When I'm out here gettin' down, all I f*ckin' see is clowns
Graduated from the game
I done got my cap and gown, keep my up out your mouth (ho)
I'm it, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm it, little bitch (I'm lit, bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch

Every time I look around
When I'm out here gettin' down, all I f*ckin' see is clowns
Graduated from the game
I done got my cap and gown, keep my up out your mouth (ho)
I'm it, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm it, little bitch (I'm lit, bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch
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B-B-Bankroll got it

Uh, I stand by my word, don't back-paddle (unh-uh)
Fetti longer than an ostrich Adam's apple (an ostrich?)
Give me my 'speck
Yaper good like a cashier check (hello)
Uh, Icy like a skater
We could squabble like a NHL hockey player (hockey player)
Mind over matter
Pull over, I gotta empty my bladder (my bladder)
Uh, On the case like a lawyer
Bitch, I'm from the Bay bitch, I'm a Warrior
This public fixture means somethin'
You got a N on your chest for "nothin'"
They desperate these days, do anything for money
Eight times out of ten, it don't be your friends, it be your company
That leave the door unlocked and set you up for the take
Home invasions, let 'em into your estate, bitch

Every time I look around
When I'm out here gettin' down, all I f*ckin' see is clowns
Graduated from the game
I done got my cap and gown, keep my up out your mouth (ho)
I'm it, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm it, little bitch (I'm lit, bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch

You could call me e-commerce: Rakuten
Tryna purchase a house up in Atherton
Used to ride dirty, now I'm immaculate
Used to sell girl without the human traffickin'
Your baby mama wanna have my baby
All you do is complain and she say you hella lazy
Leech, always askin' for help
Broke ass sucka, you in the way of yourself
When I'm overseas, somewhere tropical
I use Whatsapp or Facetime audio
Hella busy like the subway or the boy on the phone
I'll call you back, blame it on my mind, not my heart
Two thousand dollar sneakers, Wendy Williams shoe cam
I work hella hard like Steve Harvey and Michael Strahan
Uh, gotta be careful when you have a change
Too much to lose, nothin' to gain (preach), bitch

Every time I look around
When I'm out here gettin' down, all I f*ckin' see is clowns
Graduated from the game
I done got my cap and gown, keep my up out your mouth (ho)
I'm it, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm it, little bitch (I'm lit, bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch

Every time I look around
When I'm out here gettin' down, all I f*ckin' see is clowns
Graduated from the game
I done got my cap and gown, keep my up out your mouth (ho)
I'm it, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch (little bitch)
I'm it, little bitch (I'm lit, bitch)
I'm the shit, little bitch
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Writer: Earl Stevens, Joel Banks, Taylor Banks
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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