Carlos Rossi Lyrics - E-40

(B-Legit) 

What's up fool, I got like 3 buck on the Rossi 

Let's go get perved 

(E-40) 

You don't wanna get perved, nigga 

You don't wanna fuck wit this Rossi shit 

(...) 

Man, don't forget the ice man 

(E-40) 

Oh, you want something to 

O.K. 

(Chorus) 

Top of the line wine, Carlos Rossi 

Drinkin' on some of of that top of the line wine, Carlos Rossi 

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(E-40) 

Top of the line wine Carlos Rossi, man 

I drinks it all the time it's extra satisfying 

Three of four times a day you can catch me drivin 

Back and forth to the liquor store buyin 

Jugs and jugs of tha shit cause I'm addicted wit no denying 

Perving, swervin rannin all into the fuckin curb and 

If I get one more D.U.I. then it's curtains 

I can't cope, I guess I'm a alcoholic sometimes I hit the chronic 

It's just like gin and tonic when it's time to get erotic 

5.99 for a big ass bottle of Rossi wine it's right on time 

Once you become a member of my drinkin' club you will find 

The key to set ya free so give it a try 

But don't mistake it for Chablis unless you already high 

Spread the word get sprung and drink it with ya down chromes 

That's another word for sohobs, potna, folks, homies 

Every motherfuckin' year 

We do this shit every other fuckin' day if not every day 

But anyway I want 

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Chorus 

(B-Legit) 

Hocus motherfuckin' Pocus 

The top of the line wine, yeah nigga that's the dopest 

And if you in The Click, them motherfuckers notice 

that we be downin jugs from the tallest to the shortest 

Everywhere I go, people wants to know 

What's the name of that shit you and the Click be like fuckin' wit 

I keeps it on a hunch on the ... cause brother I be perved 

Fuckin' wit some shit that will send you to the curb 

And if you wit a bitch, then nigga you nice 

Cause Rossi goes good wit some dank over ice 

Take her to the telly let the wine fill her belly 

Fired up some smelly then ya jammin' like jelly 

Bust a couple of nuts, hit the butt and than the grill 

Dick hard like I did time up in Vacaville 

But still I be bossy 

(E-40) 

What you fuckin' wit though? 

(B-Legit) 

Fuck wit some of that top of the line wine 

(E-40) 

Yeah nigga 

(B-Legit) 

Carlos Rossi 

Chorus 

(E-40) 

Sunny day, sky blue, shit, I think Imma barbecue 

Let me get my ass up outta bed and call up the whole motherfuckin' crew 

Ray you bring the chicken, Kaveo you bring the links 

Mugzy you bring the hamburger meat and I'll supply the drinks 

Shit it's good to be on damn it 

I got Suga-T in the house whippin' up some potatoe salad 

4 slabs of ribs up in the refrigerator marinatin' 

Bring home the . I got tha . and I can't be waitin' 

Well, what do you know, though the door comes Kaveo 

(Kaveo) 

You know! 

(E-40) 

Mugzy and Tap that ass, T-Pup and Hell and Moe 

Thick ass niggas like B-Legit and E-Duece 

... Mac Shawn, Mac D-Shot and Little Bruce 

The man behind the counter of the liqourstore loves me 

Be ... and ready to hug me 

On the strength that I done spend 

Over a G within a week on the Carlos Rossi