The Pots & Pan Man - E-40

Pots and pans, thugged out

Even in the church house on a Sunday

Ice up in my mouth, my grill look like an ice tray

Everything designer, customize fitted

Authentic material, cut and so knitted

Upper body flooded, water around my neck

Half an M it cost me for the whole set

Still wet behind the ears, ears wet

Living my second childhood, young vet

Bitch, I ain’t ever wrong, I stay correct

Still got money in the streets from '88 that I need to go collect

I’ll bust my TEC if I have to protect my well-being

I am an animal, not a human being

Color me a hustler, something that you ain’t

I move around, paint the town, go hard in the paint

This an AP on my wrist, not a wristband

Taking risks in the kitchen, pepper in my hand

I turn a rack into a hundred bands

The goon with the spoon, the Pots and Pan Man (pots and pans)

This an AP on my wrist, not a wristband

Taking risks in the kitchen, pepper in my hand

I turn a rack into a hundred bands

The goon with the spoon, the Pots and Pan Man (pots and pans)

A champion in these streets when I was on the tar

Popular in my region, trench star

Triple beam boy, jelly jar

You suckers is bitches, body suits, leotard

Shout out to my vatos

E. Cuarenta Tequila and carne asada street tacos

Jarritos is my favorite soda

A dollar and some change it cost me for my Rover, uh

And fuck my enemies

Any of 'em threaten me then it’s gon' be some life-threatening injuries

When they smelled that smell, they knew they was about to lose 'em

'Cause when you die, you have a bowel movement

Play with me, I lie in wait

Make you think that I’m scared, you’ll meet your fate

Your life will be over, they’ll close the drape

Bring the evidence markers, the white chalk and yellow tape

BIATCH!

This an AP on my wrist, not a wristband

Taking risks in the kitchen, pepper in my hand

I turn a rack into a hundred bands

The goon with the spoon, the Pots and Pan Man (pots and pans)

This an AP on my wrist, not a wristband

Taking risks in the kitchen, pepper in my hand

I turn a rack into a hundred bands

The goon with the spoon, the Pots and Pan Man (pots and pans)

The Pots and Pan Man

(What's your handle?) The Pots and Pan Man

(What's your handle?) The Pots and Pan Man

The goon with the spoon, the Pots and Pan Man, BIATCH!