Lyrics My Cup - E-40 feat. Suga-T
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
You
got
your
cup
(I
got
my
cup)
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
You
got
your
cup
(I
got
my
cup)
One
of
these
playas
is
doing
they
own
thang
And
some
of
these
playas
is
kinda
the
same
One
of
these
playas
is
unlike
the
others
Now
it's
time
to
spit
my
game
I'm
leaning,
I
got
that
purple
colors
brightness
Ms.
Buttersworth
up
in
my
white
cup,
white
cup
Codeine'ing,
dropping
that
Swishahouse
groove
music
And
I'm
fucked
up,
and
I'm
fucked
up
A
playa's
sweating,
shoot
dice
up
under
the
staircase
Talking
hell-a-loud
grabbing
his
balls
and
side
betting
like
a
veteran
All
my
[unverified]
just
come
hard,
reach
into
my
pockets
Pulled
out
a
wad
of
money
and
I
threw
my
dogs
up
on
it
It's
expected,
'cause
way
back
when
I
couldn't
afford
When
a
playa
like
me
was
leaking,
had
my
back
like
a
[unverified]
board
Now
that
I'm
eating,
the
game
done
blessed
me
mayn
Everyday
is
my
birthday,
I'm
about
that
ice
cream
and
cake
Looking
for
a
batch
with
no
pan
And
I'm
a
guerrilla,
meals
must
like
Brandy
Like
the
R&B
singer,
Christian
brother
twist
Getting
gone,
plastic
cup
in
the
traffic
bumping
this
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
You
got
your
cup
(I
got
my
cup)
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
You
got
your
cup
(I
got
my
cup)
Hickory
dickory
dock
I
dick
the
boost
down
with
my
dock
I
was
on
stuck,
she
was
on
top
Pour
me
some
more
in
my
cup
We
working
with
a
lot,
can't
let
'em
catch
us
slipping
Can't
sit
the
cup
down,
can't
let
'em
know
we
tripping
I'ma
keep
a
cup,
full
of
'check-a-hater'
juice
Eyes
behind
my
head,
can't
let
'em
catch
me
loose
He's
a
fool,
usually
wanting
to
put
it
on
me
Got
a
low
attention
span,
and
the
average
can't
afford
me
I'm
a
boss
chick,
like
that,
that,
that,
that,
that,
that
And
you
are
bossy
uh,
I
got
your
back
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
You
got
your
cup
(I
got
my
cup)
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
You
got
your
cup
(I
got
my
cup)
Head,
shoulders,
knees
and
toes
Pimps,
playas,
hustlas,
hoes
Simps,
haters,
bustas,
marks
Saps,
suckas,
haters,
sars
Well,
I'm
at
a
park,
at
a
club
after
dark
At
a
football
game,
your
date
in
the
parking
lot
Them
hoochies
know
my
name,
I'm
not
a
popsicle
But
a
fool,
can
you
do
the
other
side
of
the
pimp?
Stick
and
move,
all
about
my
uh,
paper
route
When
I'm
drunk,
that's
when
my
true
feelings
come
out
I
ain't
no
punk,
you
got
your
[unverified]
stuff
Plus
some
funk,
in
real
life,
I'll
fuck
you
up
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
You
got
your
cup
(I
got
my
cup)
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
I
got
my
cup,
I
got
my
plastic
cup
You
got
your
cup
(I
got
my
cup)
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