*sung by Otis & Shug*  Let's get Sick Wid It baby  Sick Wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahah  Let's get Sick Wid It baby  Said I'm gonna get so Sick Wid It, yeah  Said I'm gonna get highhhhh    I don't need no doctor, I don't need no shrink  All I need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink  Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out  Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out    [E-40]  While I was bullshittin,   bitch tried to hit me upside the head with her shoe  Talin bout, "Who the fuck you been doin it to?  Comin home always smellin like tuna fish and brew"  I said "Bitch, if you don't get up outta my talkin face,   I'ma slap you real tough-like  and I can almost rest assure you   that it ain't gon' be no pretty sight, ugh"  2-4-7, 3-6 DeVille  I pull out my dick and spell my name over the bitch  Shoot the hundred fool, let's play for pink slips, whatchu slammin?  That there shit across the street? That ugly ass gremlin?  Buy some sticky, you got the pillow  Here go some Black'n'Mild style, split it down the middle  What's that? That Oakland Crip? Nah it's that white widow  I was about to say cause they'd botha have your ass   up in the hospital, check it out    I don't need no doctor, I don't need no shrink  All I need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink  Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out  Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out    [E-40]  Smell me on this one, check it out  Hit up for 5, and hold it for 10, I'm true lung  Let's see who got the most wind, get em sprung  Make em wanna come back and spend, Afghani bomb  From juice and Seagram's Gin  Fuck all of that Cristal-poppin, drinkin Moet shit  I'm from the block  Wheaties, Thunderbird, gorilla milk and Aftershock  ?Boom square wide country?, Wild Irish Rose  Smugglin Hennessey and scotch, Jagermeister and Tequila shots  Drinkin 40 ounces was how I first got my figure  Then I graduated to straight hard liquor  So hah, let me take a swig of that Crown Royal  What you puttin on that blunt huh? Hash oil  My Panamanian saha from south San Francisco  on some marijuana farm down in San Luis Obisbo  Wake yo' ass up Charlie Hustle, wake yo' ass up, why you asleep?  Cause, nigga that shit got my twaskin?? my life nigga, shit!    Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out  Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out  I don't need no doctor, I don't need no shrink  All I need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink    [E-40]  Seein two's and three's  Highly intosticated while I'm slidin on a brim  Set of Z's and V's, spit Long Range Pimpin  L-R-P sophisticated wannabe's, stuck up H-O-E's  Disease-infested back-polluted pussy hoochie mamas, ooh ooh  Give a damn, make that 2-8-9, think I had a V8  Highly carbureator, four-barrel engine scram  Get gas, go in sideways, figured up like a philly  Ready, get that motherfucker hop up away  Everybody got the munchies and they ain't tryin ta miss  We ride around the corner, nigga there go Emmitt Smith  Webulation! Bust a U-ey folker, oh as I'm hoppin out  Damn that's my beeper, I got dinner at the house  The rules and regulations of the game up in the Yay  Just slap a bitch silly if she gets off in my way  She's open to all the brothers, forgive me grandma yay  Three or four different bitches, five or six different times a day    I don't need no doctor, I don't need no shrink  All I need is broccoli and a 40-oh to drink  Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out  Smokin that broccoli now, takes me out    Let's get Sick Wid It baby  Let's get Sick Wid it baby