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Yeah, nigga, I'm still fuckin' wit' ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E
'99 nigga (guess who's back)
Still, still doing that shit, Andre?
Oh, for sho', yeah, check me out
It's still Dre Day nigga, AK nigga
Though I've grown a lot, can't keep it home a lot
'Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock
You hear the bass from the trunk when I'm on the block
Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off
How nigga? My last album was The Chronic
They want to know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it
(If you ain't up on thangs)
Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game
Still, puffing my leafs, still fuck with the beats
Still not lovin' police (uh huh)
Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease (for sho')
Still got love for the streets, reppin' 213 (for life)
Still the beat bangs, still doin' my thang
Since I left, ain't too much changed, still
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
Since the last time you heard from me, I lost some friends
Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again
Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem
He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week
Still, I stay close to the heat
And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet
My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat
Treat rap like Cali weed, I smoke 'til I sleep
Wake up in the a.m., compose a beat
I bring the fire 'til you're soakin' in your seat
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth
Since, Turn Off the Lights, from the World Class Wreckin' Cru
I'm still at it, After-mathematics
In the home of drive-by's and ak-matics
Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic
I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
It ain't nothing but more hot shit
Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with
Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly bitch
Laid back in the shack, play this track
I'm representing for the gangsters all across the world
(Still, hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl)
I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap
Niggas try to be the king but the ace is back
(So if you ain't up on thangs)
Dr. Dre be the name, still runnin' the game
Still, got it wrapped like a mummy
Still, ain't trippin', love to see young blacks get money
Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood
Hit my boys off with jobs, no more livin' hard
Barbeques every day, drivin' fancy cars
Still gon' get mine regardless (still)
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
I'm representin' for the gangsters all across the world (still)
Hittin' them corners in them low, low's girl (still)
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
Right back up in ya motherfuckin' ass
9-5 plus four pennies, add that shit up
D-R-E right back on top of thangs
Smoke some with your dog
No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks!
Some of that real sticky icky icky
Ooh wee! Put it in the air
Boy, you's a fool, D-R-E
La-da-da-da-dah
It's the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G (Snoop Dogg!)
La-da-da-da-dah
You know I'm mobbin' with the D-R-E, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know who's back up in this motherfucker
(What? What? What? What?)
So blaze the weed up then (Blaze it up, blaze it up)
Just blaze that shit up, nigga
Yeah, 'sup, Snoop?
Top Dogg, bite 'em all, nigga, burn the shit up
D-P-G-C, my nigga, turn that shit up
C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah, we hookin' back up
And when they bang this in the club, baby, you got to get up
Thug niggas, drug dealers, yeah, they givin' it up
Lowlife, yo' life, boy, we livin' it up
Takin' chances while we dancin' in the party for sure
Slipped my ho a forty-fo' when she got in the back do'
Bitches lookin' at me strange, but you know I don't care
Step up in this motherfucker just a-swangin' my hair
Bitch, quit talkin', Crip walk if you down with the set
Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope on this jet
Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap
And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch, shut yo' trap
Come back, get back, that's the part of success
If you believe in the X, you'll be relievin' your stress
La-da-da-da-dah
It's the motherfuckin' D-R-E (Dr. Dre, motherfucker!)
La-da-da-da-dah
You know I'm mobbin' with the D-O-double-G
Straight off the fuckin' streets of C-P-T
King of the beats, you ride to 'em in your Fleet (Fleetwood)
Or Coupe DeVille rollin' on dubs
How you feel? Whoopty whoop, nigga what?
Dre and Snoop chronic'd out in the 'llac
With D.O.C. in the back, sippin' on 'gnac (Yeah)
Clip in the strap, dippin' through hoods (What hood?)
Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood
South Central out to the West Side, it's California Love
This California bud got a nigga gang of pub
I'm on one, I might bail up in the Century Club
With my jeans on, and my team strong
Get my drink on and my smoke on
Then go home with somethin' to poke on ('Sup bitch?)
Loc, it's on for the two-triple-oh
Comin' real, it's the next episode
Hold up, hey
For my niggas who be thinkin' we soft, we don't play
We gonna rock it 'til the wheels fall off
Hold up, hey
For my niggas who be actin' too bold, take a seat
Hope you ready for the next episode
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Smoke weed every day
Hey yo Jim man
Why don't ya
You don't you kick some of that
You know, you know how you do it man
It's a trip people don't even believe were together right now (wow)
But tell your story, man
You know the one I like
Say it for me (Ride, ride, ride)
Riders on the storm (Ride, ride, ride)
Riders on the storm (Ride, ride, ride)
Into this house we're born (Into this house we're born)
Into this world we're thrown (Into this world we're thrown)
Like a dog without a bone (Like a dog without a bone)
An actor out on loan(An actor out alone)
Riders on the storm (Ride, ride, ride)
There's a killer on the road (Killer, Murder)
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday (holidays, holidays)
Let your children play (play)
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet family will die (Die)
Killer on the road, yeah (Killer, Murder)
Goin' off of this roll off of that with the Lizard king
Bumpin' in the back (wow) how bout that (yeah)
Driftin', Liftin', Swiftin', coastin', Testaroastin'
But the wheels won't stop 200 (errrr) on the highway fresh
Up off the block he's a rider, na he's a killer dresses in all black
But his hat says Stella (Stella)
Pedal to the metal I gotta go hard
Drive by and say hello hey Fredwreck you my mello now let me
Hear what I sound like acapella (shhh) wow ride dip swish now
Bring it back just like this like a dog with out his bone unlike
A G with out his chrome it's hard to imagine the homey dog in a
Jag and he's checkin' for the checkered flag comin' in first never
In last cause my car to fast (zoom, zoom) I neva eva run out of
Gas cause I just to clean I do it upper class so fasten your seat
Belts it's so hot it will even make heat melt (woo, woo) so get a bowl
And roll and ride slip through the slip and slide
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet family will die
Killer on the road, yeah
Away chameleon
Need for speed I'm trying to take the lead hold on little homey
Before you run into the trees
I've seen things that
I would have never saw before hey yo Jim let'em in, let'em in open up
My back tire smokin' (errrr) the whole street and now the police wanna
Flash there lights and chase the Dogg
All night (woof) but I won't pull over
Nor give up, 'cause I just don't give a fuck (What, What, What)
Yeah from the side boy where we was
Born and raised straight up to ride
Boy (west side) continuously
(Continuously) we get to it expeditiously
Keep the light on east side on Snoop Dogg and The Doors
And yeah we bout to ride on
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
And let's ride
Konvict
Konvict Muzik
And you know we up front
I see you windin' and grindin' up on that pole
I know you see me lookin' at you and you already know
I wanna fuck you (fuck you)
You already know
I wanna fuck you (fuck you)
You already know, girl
Money in the air as more fell, grab you by your coat tail
Take you to the motel, ho sale
Don't tell, won't tell
Baby say, "I don't talk Dogg" but she told on me, oh well
Take a picture with me, what the flick gon' do
Baby, stick to me and I'ma stick on you
If you pick me then I'ma pick on you
D-O-double G and I'm here to put this dick on you
I'm stuck on pussy and yours is right
Rip ridin' the poles and them doors is tight
And I'ma get me a shot for the end of the night
'Cause pussy is pussy and baby, your pussy for life
I see you windin' and grindin' up on that pole
I know you see me lookin' at you and you already know
I wanna fuck you (fuck you)
You already know
I wanna fuck you (fuck you)
You already know, girl
Shorty, I can see, you ain't lonely
Handful of niggas and they all got cheese
So you lookin' at me now, what it's gon' be?
Just another tease far as I can see
Tryin' to get you up out this club
If it means spendin' a couple dubs
Throwin' 'bout 30 stacks in the back
Make it rain like that 'cause I'm far from a scrub
And you know my pedigree
Ex-dealer use to move 'phetamines
Girl, I spend money like it don't mean nothi'
And besides, I got a thing for you
I see you windin' and grindin' up on that pole
I know you see me lookin' at you and you already know
I wanna fuck you (fuck you)
You already know
I wanna fuck you (fuck you)
You already know, girl
Mobbin' through the club in the low pressin'
I'm sittin' in the back in the smokers section (just smoking, just smoking)
Bird's eye, I got a clear view
You can't see me but I can see you (baby, I see you, see you)
Mmh, it's cool, we jet, the mood is set, your pussy is wet
You rubbin' your back and touchin' your neck
Your body is movin', you're humpin' and jumpin'
Your titties is bouncin', you smilin' and grinin' and lookin' at me
Girl and while you're lookin' at me
I'm ready to hit the Caddy right up on the patio
Move the patty to the Caddy
Baby, you got a fatty
The type I like to marry
Wantin' to just give you everything and that's kind of scary
'Cause I'm lovin' the way you shake your ass
Bouncin', got me tippin' my glass
Normally don't get caught up too fast
But I got a thing for you
I see you windin' and grindin' up on that pole
I know you see me lookin' at you and you already know
I wanna fuck you (fuck you)
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
Typical and hardly the type I fall for
I like when the physical
Don't leave me asking for more
I'm a sexy mamma (Mama)
Know just how to get wat i wanna (Wanna)
All I wanna do is spring this on ya(On ya)
That back up all the things that i told(Told ya)
You been sayin' all the right things all night long
But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off
Baby, can't you see? (See)
These clothes aren't fittin' on me (me)
The heat comin' from this beat (beat)
I'm about to blow
I don't think you know
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe(Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
You say you're a big boy
But I can't agree
'Cause the love you said you had
Ain't been put on me
I wonderIf I'm just too much for you
Wonder If my kiss don't make you just
Wonder What I got next for you
What you wanna do? (Do)
Take a chance to recognize that this could be yours
I can see, just like most guys that your game don't please
Baby, can't you see? (See)
These clothes are fittin' on me (me)
The heat comin' from this beat (beat)
I'm about to blow
I don't think you know
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
(Dance break)
Come on baby
Loosen up my buttons babe (Loosen up my buttons babe)
Baby won't you loosen up my buttons babe
(Loosen up my buttons babe)
Come on baby
Loosen up my buttons babe (Loosen up my buttons babe)
Baby won't you loosen up my buttons babe
(Loosen up my buttons babe)
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
I'm tellin' you to loosen up my buttons babe (Uh huh)
But you keep frontin' (Uh)
Sayin' what you gon' do to me (Uh huh)
But I ain't seen nothin' (Uh)
Is this thing on? (Word)
So what we get drunk
So what we smoke weed
We're just having fun
We don't care who sees (shit)
So what we go out
That's how it's supposed to be
Living young and wild and free,
Uh, uh-uhm, so what I keep 'em rolled up
Saggin' my pants, not caring what I show
Keep it real with my niggas
Keep it player for these hoes
It look clean, don't it?
Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it
Give me some 5-0-1 jeans on it
Roll joints bigger than King Kong's fingers
And smoke them hoes down 'til they stingers
You a class clown and if I skip for the day
I'm with your bitch smokin' grade A
You know what
It's like I'm 17 again
Peach fuzz on my face
Lookin' on the case
Tryna find a hella taste
Oh my God, I'm on the chase, Chevy
It's gettin' kinda heavy, relevant, sellin' it
Dippin' away, time keeps slippin' away
Zip in the safe, flippin' for pay
Tippin' like I'm drippin' in paint
Up front, four blunts, like, "Khalifa put the weed in a J"
So what we get drunk
So what we smoke weed
We're just having fun
We don't care who sees
So what we go out
That's how it's supposed to be
Living young and wild and free
Uh, and I don't even care
'Cause if me and my team in there
There's gon' be some weed in the air
Tell 'em, Mac
Blowin' everywhere we goin' and now you knowin'
When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up
That's how it should be done
Soon as you thinkin' you're down
Find how to turn things around
Now things are lookin' up
From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang
So turn my sound up and mount up and do my thang
Now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin'
Like I'm on my own and I could probably own a building
Got my own car, no job, no children
Had a science project, me and Mac killed it
T-H-C, M-A-C, D-E-V, H-D-3, high as me
This is us, we gon' fuss
And we gon' fight and we gon' roll
And live off life
So what we get drunk
So what we smoke weed
We're just having fun
We don't care who sees
So what we go out
That's how it's supposed to be
Living young and wild and free
Yeah, roll one, smoke one
When you live like this you're supposed to party
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun
So we just, roll one, smoke one
When you live like this you're supposed to party
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun
So what we get drunk
So what we smoke weed
We're just having fun
We don't care who sees
So what we go out
That's how it's supposed to be
Living young and wild and free
So what, we're fine
We don't care who sees
We don't care who sees
That's how it's supposed to be
Living young and wild and free
Big Snoop Dogg
Can you be my doctor? Can you fix me up?
Can you wipe me down? So I can-
Make you give it up, give it up till you say my name
Like a Jersey, Jersey, shuttin' down the game
Be my head coach, so you can-
And never take me out 'til you can taste the way
Do it again and again 'til you say my name
And by the way, I'm so glad
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat, sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat, sweat, sweat
Can you, can you get me up like I'm late for my first class?
So I can give it to you rough like a first draft
Hold you like a paper plane, you know I got paper, babe
But them dollar bills, girl, I'll make it rain
Holiday Inn, come and meet me on the 8th floor
Damn, it feels good, but I feel bad for them next door
And I, and I-I-I-I apologize but when I slip, slip, slip
I turn girls into Slip 'N Slide
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat, sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat, sweat, sweat
Where you goin'? What ya say?
I want her river flowin' to another lake
By the ocean, by the ocean, on the beach, on the beach
Let me dip my feet in and make you sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat, sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat, sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
Snoop
Snoop
When the pimp's in the crib, ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at you
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a n-- get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the Rollie on my arm, and I'm pourin' Chandon
And I roll the best w-- 'cause I got it goin' on
I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams
See these ice cubes? See these Ice Creams?
Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat
That's whiter than what's spillin' down your throat
The Phantom exterior like fish eggs
The interior like suicide wrist red
I can exercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed
Cheat on your man, ma, that's how you get ahizzead
Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street
With the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat
So don't try to run up on my ear talkin' all that raspy sh--
Tryin' to ask me sh--
When my n-- fill ya vest, they ain't gon' pass me sh--
You should think about it, take a second
Matter 'fact, you should take four, B
And think before you f-- with Lil Skateboard, P
When the pimp's in the crib, ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at you
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a n-- get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the Rollie on my arm, and I'm pourin' Chandon
And I roll the best w-- 'cause I got it goin' on
I'm a gangster, but y'all knew that
Da Big Boss Dogg, yeah, I had to do that
I keep a blue flag hangin' out my backside
But only on the left side, yeah, that's the C-- side
Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play
I cut so much, you thought I was a DJ
Two, one, yep, three
S-N double O-P, D-O double G
I can't fake it, just break it and when I take it
See, I specialize in makin' all the girls get naked
So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside
We got a world premiere right here, now get live
So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little
I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles
Waitin' on the Pizzle, the Dizzle, and the Chizzle
Gs to the bizzack, now ladies, here we gizzo
When the pimp's in the crib, ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at you
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a n-- get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the Rollie on my arm, and I'm pourin' Chandon
And I roll the best w-- 'cause I got it goin' on
I'm a bad boy with a lotta h--
Drive my own cars and wear my own clothes
I hang out tough, I'm a real boss
Big Snoop Dogg, yeah, he's so sharp
On the TV screen and in the magazines
If you play me close, you're on a red beam
Oh, you got a g--, so you wanna pop back?
Now n--, stop that
Cement shoes, now I'm on the move
You're family's cryin', now you on the news
They can't find you and now they miss you
Must I remind you, I'm only here to twist you
Whip you, dip you, then flip you
Then dance to this mother-- music, we Cr-- to
Subscribe, n--, get yo' issue
Baby, come close, let me see how you get loose
When the pimp's in the crib, ma
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at you
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
Park it like it's hot
And if a n-- get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
Pop it like it's hot
I got the Rollie on my arm, and I'm pourin' Chandon
And I roll the best w-- 'cause I got it goin' on
Snoop
Snoop
Greetings loved ones
Let's take a journey
I know a place
Where the grass is really greener
Warm, wet, and wild
There must be somethin' in the water
Sippin' gin and juice
Layin' underneath the palm trees (undone)
The boys break their necks
Tryin' to creep a little sneak peek (at us)
You could travel the world
But nothing comes close to the golden coast
Once you party with us
You'll be fallin' in love
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls, we're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin, so hot
We'll melt your popsicle
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls, we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it one lock
West Coast represent
Now put your hands up
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sex (sex) on the beach
We don't mind sand in our stilettos
We freak in my Jeep
Snoop Doggy Dogg on the stereo, oh-oh
You could travel the world (you could travel the world)
But nothing comes close to the golden coast
Once you party with us (once you party with us)
You'll be fallin' in love
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls, we're unforgettable (California)
Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin, so hot
We'll melt your popsicle
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
California girls (California), we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it one lock
West Coast represent (West Coast)
Now put your hands up
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Toned, tanned, fit, and ready
Turn it up 'cause it's gettin' heavy
Wild, wild West Coast
These are the girls I love the most
I mean the ones, I mean like she's the one
Kiss her, touch her, squeeze her buns (uh)
The girl's a freak, she drive a Jeep
And live on the beach
I'm okay, I won't play
I love the Bay just like I love L.A.
Venice Beach and Palm Springs
Summertime is everyday
Homeboys bangin' out
All that ass hangin' out
Bikinis, zuchinis, martinis, no weenies
Just a king and a queenie
Katy, my lady? (Yeah?)
Lookie here, baby (uh-huh)
I'm all up on ya
'Cause you representin' California (oh-oh, yeah)
California girls, we're unforgettable
Daisy Dukes, bikinis on top
Sun-kissed skin, so hot
We'll melt your popsicle
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (come on, come on)
California girls, we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce, we got it one lock
West Coast represent (West Coast, West Coast)
Now put your hands up (ayy, ayy)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
(California)
California girls, man (California girls)
(California)
Hahahaha
(California girls)
Big Snoop Dogg
Walking on air
Like a shot through my heart, such a fool boy.
How you spin me down
Show me all of the stars in your world boy
Circling around
But I can't let go
Cause I want you so
And baby I'ma hold you tight
If you just say so
I'll be falling in your arms tonight
I am flying higher
I am flying higher
Feels like I'm walking on air
Feels like I'm flying
Feels like I'm walking on air
Feels like I'm flying
Fallen lights from the sky like a showdown
Lighting up the night
Ill be your satellite, take my hand now
Till the end of time
But I can't let go
Cause I want you so
And baby I'ma hold you tight
If you just say so
I'll be falling in your arms tonight
I am flying higher
I am flying higher
Feels like I'm walking on air
Feels like I'm flying
Feels like I'm walking on air
Feels like I'm flying
Woah oh oh oh...
Mind to mind, eye to eye
Talk it, walk it, in the sky
Yeah yeah, what a player
Cloud nine, in the air
Elevate that, celebrate that (Celebrate)
This feels good to me (feels so good)
Love is peace, sleeve to sleeve
Heart to heart, you and me (Heart to heart you and me)
What's it gonna be?
What you wanna do?
I just got to find some time and space to be with you
Taste the aroma, all up on ya
She was the world, free as the bird
Slippin' down, slippin' town
Blastin' off in the clouds
Feels like I'm walking on air
Feels like I'm flying
Feels like I'm walking on air
Feels like I'm flying
(Walkin' on air)
Woah oh oh oh...
Big Snoop Dogg
Walking on air
I'm not sure what I see, Cupid don't fuck with me
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (Oh)
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone (Ooh wee)
Nigga you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
You ain't no G
It's legit, you know it's a hit
When The Neptunes and the Doggy Dogg fin to spit
You know he's in tune with the season
Come here baby, tell me why you leaving?
Tell me if it's weed that you need
If you wanna breathe, I got the best weed minus seeds
Ain't nobody tripping VIP they can't get in
If something go wrong then you know we get to Cripping
I'm not sure what I see, Cupid don't fuck with me
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign?
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone (ho ho yeah)
Nigga you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
(Do-do-do-do-do-do) You ain't no G
Now you stepping with a G, from Los Angeles
Where the helicopters got cameras
Just to get a glimpse of our Chucks
And our Khakis and our bouncer cars
You're with you friend right? (Yeah)
She ain't trying to bring over no men right? (No)
Shit, she ain't gotta be in the distance
She can get high all in an instant
I'm not sure what I see, Cupid don't fuck with me
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign?
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone (ho ho yeah)
Nigga you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
(Do-do-do-do-do-do) You ain't no G
Mami, mamacita, have you ever, flown on G5's
From London to Ibiza, you gotta have cake to
You'll have Sunday's with chiquitas
You'll see Venus and Serena, in the Wimbledon Arena
And I can take you (Uncle Charlie, preach)
Nigga don't be young and foolish
You don't know what you're doing
You don't know what you've lost until she's gone (til she's gone)
She got her pretty face, drove you wild
But you ain't got that Snoop Doggy Dogg style
I'm not sure what I see, Cupid don't fuck wit me
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, noticing no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (Oh)
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone (Ooh wee)
Nigga you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
You ain't no G, you ain't no G
Ooh wee
Heee, hey (You ain't no G)
Ooh ho ho
Ooh wee
Heee, hey ho
Ayo, D Smoke
Man, why don't you represent the 'Wood one time, could you please?
Supa Good Smi-doke
D-S-M-O-K-E, bitch, it's official
I got these other niggas in quite a dill of a pickle
'Cause they bitch want me to pour champagne drip off the nipples
Get off, kick off the party, lift off and piss off the people
Who kiss up to the establishment, haven't you seen they ego?
Like me, no
I used to do this shit 'cause I loved it, busted for free though
I still do this shit for the love, but add another zero
A hero, in my city I'm Diddy mixed with Rico
Strong, I throw this dick at my lady like it's a free throw
Long time, me love you, designed by heat and struggle
With poem rhymes, I bubble, I grind these motherfuckers
They never seen nothin' like me
Where your roots run?
Smoke, he talkin' that shit, nigga, where you from? (Inglewood)
We can do somethin'
Bro keep talkin' that shit, you just might move somethin'
Apply that pressure (pressure), pressure, pressure, pressure
Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Am I wrong for puttin' us on? You would if you could
In my zone, they leave me alone, I'm good in the 'Wood
Grey poupon, it's in the cologne, my foot on your jug'
Throwin' stones, you never atone, now look at you
Supero mitos, rico
Jugando ese juego with the cheat code
Las salud es llave, vengo de grandes principios
Hidrando my body, wake up and throw back a Zico
Hop up in the morning, get a waffle at the Roscoes on Manchester
I ain't gotta head to Pico
Aunque soy sano no puedo decirlo de mis hermanos
Si andan tirados, turn you into chorizo, we go
Stupid, man, it's ludicrous (ludicrous)
Give my girl a kiss and start playin' all in her uterus, zero
People did it like me before, the world is new to this
Red City, nigga, plenty homies in the blue division
I did my homework and my rudiments
I made my dome work and stayed true to all my hooligans
Now I travel where I want regardless of the destination
And if you don't know your way, you just might need an invitation
Where your roots run?
Smoke, he talkin' that shit, nigga, where you from? (Inglewood)
We can do somethin'
Bro keep talkin' that shit, you just might move somethin'
Apply that pressure (pressure), pressure, pressure, pressure
Apply that pressure, pressure, pressure
Up out of there, ha-ha-ha-ha
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (pump that up G)
(Why you actin' up like this) ahh shit, you done fucked up now
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) you done put two of America's
Most wanted in the same motherfucken place at the same
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) motherfucken time, ha-ha-ha-ha
Y'all niggaz about to feel this
Break out the champagne glasses (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
And the motherfuckin condoms (play that one on us, alright)
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intentions to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin' homie
You, is a cold ass nigga on them hogs
Sure nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 'cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin' on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind
But at the same time, it seems they tryin' to take mine
So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit
So now they got us laced
Two multi-millionaire motherfuckers catchin' cases (hmm)
Bitches get ready for the throw-down, the shit's about to go down
Me and Snoop about to clown (ha-ha)
I'm losin' my religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin'
Niggaz be actin' like we savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nothin' but love, for my niggaz livin' lavish
I got a pit named P, she niggarino
I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And I, think I got a black Beamer
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
Hmm, it feel good to you baby bubba
You see, this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker
Now follow as we ride
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous
Niggaz been dyin' for years, so how can they blame us
I live in fear of a felony, I never stop bailin' these, motherfuckin G's
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz most wanted (ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
(Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party) now give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me
I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what?
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the thugs
(Ha-ha right) you thought it was but it wasn't, now disappear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player
It's like 'cause, blood, gang-bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope slangin'
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swirl
You doin' your job, every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turn grey
Let me tell you about life, and 'kbout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floatin' in the black Benz, tryin' to do a show a day
They wonder how I lived, with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block
Schemes for currency and doe related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin' to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (nothin' but a gangsta party)
(It ain't nothin' but a motherfucken gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (bitch)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (yeah bitch ha-ha-ha)
Death Row (Death Row)
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
Now, shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She's feeding fools fantasies, they pay her, 'cause they want her
I spit a little G man and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying, "They think about her"
I got the bitch by the bar, trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me 'cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla 'cause I want some head
I'm that nigga trying to holla 'cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid
Look, baby, this is simple, you can't see
You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
G-G-G-G-G, G-mix!
I don't know what you've heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, 'cause I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin' C-R-I-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, an' I'm a G
And I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
Yeah, bitch, I got my now and later gators on
I'm 'bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
You're dead wrong if you think that pimpin' gonna die
12-piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga, 50, like I'm down with blue
Fuck 'cause, nah, nigga, motherfuck you
G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy
Niggas in New York know how Doggy get down
I got my niggas in Queens, I got my bitches Uptown
I got my business in Manhattan, I ain't fuckin' around
I got some butter pecan Puerto Ricans from the Boogie Down (down)
That's waiting on me to return
So they can snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm, word (word)
They love it when I get to crippin'
And spittin' this maga-agnficent pimpin' (pimpin')
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, an' I'm a G
'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' C-R-I-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, 'cause I'm a G
An' I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
You need to switch over and ride with a star
It'll get you far
I'm a P-I-M-P G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R
Yeah, I'm young, but I ain't dumb
Got some tricks, but I ain't one
I'm a guerrilla for scrilla, I trip you, you try to run
I let 'em do as they please, as long as they get my cheese
Even if they gotta freeze, or if it's a hundred degrees
I keep 'em on they knees, take a look under my sleeve
I ain't gotta give 'em much, they're happy with Mickey D's, pimp
We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (dirty, dirty!)
We drive old-school, white walls with mink floors
I spin the G-Unit piece, and get 'em dizzy
Handcuff her if you love her or your girl coming with me
When your neck and wrist glow, she already should know
That money make the world go round, so let's get mo'
It's time to show these players how it should be done
You got pimp potential, you might could be one, G-Unit!
I don't know what you heard about me (yeah!)
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (woo!)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see (uh-huh)
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me (uh-huh)
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (yeah!)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P (yeah)
In Hollywood, they say, "There's no business, like show business"
In the hood they say, "There's no business, like hoe business," you know
They say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch!
Ha-ha-ha
Yeah
Yo if you're fucked up, put your cups up
Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg, nigga what's up
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
I'm down with Lil' Jon ain't got to pretend (Yeah)
"Crunk Juice", nigga, run the club that you in (Hey)
You scary muthafuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus (Nah)
You just spend all your time in the club tryin' to duck us (What?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
From your ass, you can come try nigga (Hey)
In the hood, all the way down South (Yeah)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth bitch (Mike Jones)
We can get it crackin' if it get to clickin' clackin'
Look at Mr. Jackson, nigga, with no reaction
If you scared, go to church, we gon' hit you where it hurts
That don't work, we'll put you in the dirt
'Cause a whole lot of rappers make a whole lot of noise (Hey)
Lyrics full of steroids, niggas paranoid (Hey)
And when you get that blowup, it make you throw up
When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no nuts
If you a scared motherfucker go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work (A put in work)
IF you a crazy motherfucker go berzerk (A go berserk)
If you a scared motherfucker go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work (A put in work)
IF you a crazy motherfucker go berzerk (A go berserk)
Click clackin', pistol-packin', Crip raggin' folio
Who the only nigga in the club with the toolio
You ain't know? Yeah you did; there it was, there it is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw bitch, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors and rappers
Hang out with kidnappers and jackers
Make money off crackers; can you imagine how I keep shit crackin'?
It's the big boss Dogg, I'm back in action and smashin'
I flash with the bling I surpass the supreme
You don't really wanna have a clash with my team
I mix hash with the green I'm the, last of the kings
If I got a bitch with me, she got ass in them jeans
Rollin' through yo' neighborhood, my Cadillac so clean
Servin' all you suckers 'cause you all dope fiends
Just like that dopeman, nigga what's up?
You run up with that bullshit, I'll fuck yo' ass up
If you a scared motherfucker go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work (A put in work)
IF you a crazy motherfucker go berzerk (A go berserk)
If you a scared motherfucker go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work (A put in work)
IF you a crazy motherfucker go berzerk (A go berserk)
You scared, you scared
You scared motherfucker, you scared
You scared, you scared, you scared, you scared
You scared motherfucker, you scared, you scared
You scared, you scared
You scared motherfucker, you scared
You scared, you scared, you scared, you scared
You scared motherfucker, you scared, you scared
If you a scared motherfucker go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work (A put in work)
IF you a crazy motherfucker go berzerk (A go berserk)
It goes one for the money (Hey) two for the show (Yeah)
If you a scared motherfucker go to church (Go to church)
If you a gutter motherfucker do your dirt (A do your dirt)
If you a down motherfucker put in work (A put in work)
IF you a crazy motherfucker go berzerk (A go berserk)
It goes one for the money (Hey) two for the show (Yeah)
Three for the pussy, four for the glow (Hey)
Five for the rookies, six for the pros (Nah)
Seven for the numbers of them fuckin' zeroes (What?)
Eight for haters, Nine for the cause
Ten for my niggas, behind big bars (Hey)
Fuck these devils, and they laws (Yeah)
Never question the size of Ice Cube's balls.
Hold up, wait a minute (uh-huh, I see)
Let me put some kush up in it (breathe with me now)
Hold up, wait a minute (I see)
Let me put some kush up in it (breathe with me now)
Hold up, wait a minute (I see)
Let me put some kush up in it (breathe with me now)
Hold up, wait a minute (yeah)
Let me put some kush up in it (yeah, yeah)
Now, this that "puff, puff, pass" shit, Cheech and Chong glass shit
Blunts to the head, kush pillows, no mattress
Speedboat traffic, bitches automatic
Cross that line, fuck around and get your ass kicked
We roll shit that burn slow as fucking molasses
Probably won't pass it, smoke it 'til the last hit
Down to the ashes, Mary J. a bad bitch
Andre, 3001, another classic (one, one, one)
Go ahead, ask 'em, bitches 'bout how I be smoking out
(Party all night) oh, yeah, it's goin' down
Order rounds, we smoke a quarter pound of that good stuff
Oh yeah, we smokin' all night
Yeah, puff-puff pass that shit right here
Nigga, better than my last batch
Caramel complexion and her ass fat
Inhale, exhale
Inhale, exhale, whoa (let's go)
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have you leanin' sideways (whoa, oh)
Take a whiff of this, suicide
Holla at me, 'cause I got it all day (yeah, ayy)
No need to fly to Jamaica
For the ganja, we can get the same thing
You want the bomb-bomb-diggy?
Holla at my niggy right here in L.A.
Inhale (L.A.), exhale (L.A.)
Inhale (L.A.), exhale
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Hmm! Still, I am
Tighter than the pants on will.i.am
Black throwback Steeler hat, pound in my backpack
Next to where the Swishers at, smoking presidential
Got some bubba, I'll give you that, need it for my cataracts
Four hoes and I'm the pimp in my Cadillac (where my money, bitch?)
You can tell them Cali back; matter-fact, they'll know
This ain't 'dro, get a whiff of that
No, it ain't no seeds in my sack, you ain't never gotta ask, dog
"What he smokin' on?" Shit, kush 'til my mind gone
What you think I'm on? Eyes low, I'm blown
High as a motherfucker, yeah, ain't no questions 'bout it
Niggas say, "Smoke me out," yeah, I really doubt it
I'm Bob Marley reincarnated, so faded
So if you want it, you know your nigga, homie
You can put it in a Zag or a blunt and get blunted
Inhale, exhale
Inhale, exhale, whoa (yessir)
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have you leanin' sideways (whoa, oh)
Take a whiff of this, suicide
Holla at me, 'cause I got it all day (yeah, ayy)
No need to fly to Jamaica
For the ganja, we can get the same thing
You want the bomb-bomb-diggy?
Holla at my niggy right here in L.A.
Inhale (L.A.), exhale (L.A.)
Inhale (L.A.), exhale
Need that kush, we blow on the best smoke
Inhale slow, no joke, make your ass choke
Hold up, wait a minute, you can go put it back
'Cause what you got in your sack, boy, it ain't that
Need that kush, we blow on the best smoke
Inhale slow, no joke, make your ass choke
Inhale, exhale
Inhale, exhale
Tip top
Drip drop
Bottles pop
Lips lock
Hips rock
Don't stop
Big Snoop Dogg is back on the block
PC Disney
Shake that thing to this beat
Taste like brandy
Shaped like landi
Sweet like candy candy candy
All them other models bottling
Like mamas bottle tasty
If you pop my bottle all them models gonna hate me
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
Every girl dreams of herself in pearls
Wanna be the fast driver of a shiny car
But the good girls suddely the bad girls
Just because they wanna be a movie star
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
Every girl feels this world belongs to her
No matter who make her purr she's a super star
Now the worry is us, my girl with curves
That'll make this model burn when her bottle pops
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
Pass the fifth, I pass it back
Turn around lil' mama, got ass in the back
See, it's a fact, a bottle of pop
If you shake it, then drop it like it's hot
Time is money and money is time
And if you're with me, all your money is mine
Yup, yup, do it to death
Is it true that you get wet? (Wet, wet)
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
Your turning me on
Your shaking me up
(So don't cha wanna take me)
Just because
I'm the chosen one
(Oh them models gonna hate me)
All them other models bottling
Like mamas bottle tasty
Put my bottle on them models oughta hate me
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
When my bottle pop
(Shake Me)
I get my peaches out in Georgia
Apple Bottom from New York, orange in Florida
Vitamin C mixed with this vitamin D, now you got vitamin me
And your prescriptions fill more than them trees in California
I'm always gon' adore ya, kiss you and caress ya
Anything just to spoil ya, gift ya, protect ya
Sex ya like you've never been sexed
Got your legs shaking like the Go-Go challenge, so (who's next?)
Crushed grapes in my Mauritius
Girl, you're my flavor of love, you so delicious
I'ma make you my Missus
All these candy-coated kisses, you're my strawberry shortcake
That ass'll make me catch a charge and miss the court date
Sweet as honeydew, watch me kneel right in front of you
We'll set the world on fire, then light a blunt or two (woo)
I got the keys, we can have it on lock
And I'll lick it like ice cream with a cherry on top, Luda!
And I say, oh (oh)
The way I breathe you in (in)
It's the texture of your skin
I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby
Never let you go, oh
And I say, oh
There's nothing like your touch
It's the way you lift me up, yeah
And I'll be right here with ya 'til the end of time
I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (badass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)
Don't be thinking that she's mad at you
She from Decatur, so she got a little attitude (yeah)
She do what she wanna do
Wonder where she learned to bounce that booty, what's her secret?
I bet her momma went to Freaknik
I bought a flight, I need her with me on the Westside
She'll be here tonight
She from Atlanta, she smoke we call that a peach tree, ooh-wee
I got my peach from out of Georgia
Only one that understands me
Only one know how that lifestyle can be
Always meet me in the middle
Circle of trust, she in the center
Give her what she need
Bought her a condo on the Upper East
Big Apple, but I love that peach
So ripe, and he right, I
I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (badass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)
Land of the tree, home is the base (home is the base)
Kush in my woods, smoking with grace (smoking with grace)
Pass it around and give 'em a taste
And you can tell that it's fire by the look on they face
Blame it on Dogg, I did it again (I did it again)
Whole VIP smelling like it's Christmas, you don't wanna miss this
California weed on ten, this hits different
I'm like, "JB, where you been?"
This is a knockout, nothing but the heavyweight
Everywhere I go, California weed, state to state
You know I got it on me, finest only
I'm in the building, I make a phone call to all my out-of-town homies
I'm the ambassador of legalization (legalization)
I got a passion, I'm leading a nation
Haters be hating a lot
But all the Dogg got is a lot of money, weed and patience
I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (badass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)
I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (badass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)
