Intro lyrics - Snoop Dogg
What is a algorithm?
Algorithm-algorithm-algorithm
"Algorithm", a process or set of rules to be followed in calculations or other problem solving operations
Especially via computer
Alright lyrics - Redman & Method Man (feat. Nefertitti Avani)
Uh, ladies and gentlemen
We'd like to welcome y'all to this Def Jam party
And I'm your host with the most, Snoop D-O-Dub (Haha)
Now, tonight, I'll be bringing some of my old friends and some of my new friends
(Redman in the motherfuckin' building)
But the whole point is, we gon' have us some fun tonight
(Let's get it)
Yo, I can write rhymes in my phone and sell it on eBay
I moved up like George — ayo Weezy (Hahahaha)
My punchlines hit like Gervonta in the ring
And when you swing, it's little Nacho Libre
In the booth, I Crash Bandicoot
No room, '90s era, gotta raise the roof, hanh
Everybody feel it, Mike Myers with the mic how I kill it
Then I get this top billin', hey (Woo)
Keep your third eye open
Any problem with the safe, then I crack the forty open (Get 'em)
Cheers, get put in the trunk
That's my nigga Battlecat providin' the funk
That's the old world, I'm frontline from a cold borough
You in the back like a epidural
Stay there, you ain't ready to move with real niggas right
And guess who I'm talkin' to — you, nigga!
You already know what it is, yeah
You know how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA with your bae, chuck up the deuce
Feelin' like I took the W, I done stuck up the groove, yeah
Don't mean to trouble you, guess who stepped in the room
With the same clothes he slept in, one more step and kaboom
So just assume to these MF'ers I'm DOOM
On the day that I was born I wrote M-E-F in the womb
That was crazy, my mama's baby, my papa's maybe
That's papa's lady but she ain't rockin' with papa lately
And I'm a son, I don't run, don't need to nominate me
Just had a fraction for somethin' common, denominate me
Yeah, for the green, they try and abominate me
They hope to change me like that ain't something Obama gave me
It's me and the S-N double O-P
To my sisters with the voices like SWV
You already know what it is, yeah
You know how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
What up, world? I'm Nefertitti, true to the description
I'm the new religion, deified, this is a premonition
I'm the future, if you know me, you a prophet
I've been the plug, all I needed was the socket (Oh, oh)
Give me fifteen, I'ma rock it, Apollo
I'm the act NASA won't be able to follow
Beyond the moon, I'm the universe they can't get to
The who's who of gettin' fed grapes in the gold canoe
The Queen of Queens, treasure measure wider than the seven seas
Light years beyond what they could conceive
I'm Ali with the punchlines, better bob and weave
Always got some shit up my sleeve
Guys on me thicker than thieves, three-sixty degrees
I'm the truth, and the truth don't need you to believe
Energy is the new currency — I'm rich, boy, I'm wealthy
Let me hear you clap if you felt me
You already know what it is, yeah
You know how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
No Bammer Weed lyrics - Snoop Dogg
We only smoke fire (Fire, fire, fire, fire)
We only smoke fire (Fire, fire, fire, fire)
We only smoke fire (Fire, fire, fire, fire)
Don't give me no bammer weed
You know why? (You know why?)
Tell 'em why (Why?)
Nigga, 'cause I'm (Snoop)
I'm all of the above, I'm a freak of nature
I'm Snoopy D-O-Dub
Nigga, 'cause I'm (Snoop)
I'm all of the above, I'm a freak of nature
I'm Snoopy D-O-Dub
Yeah, let's C-walk on 'em
Ain't a lot of niggas got what Snoopy got
Ain't a lot of niggas walk up in the spot
Smokin' on that lemon drop
Four or five bitches and they body hot
We should make they body rock
Snoopy on that player shit, you're not
Eenie, meeny, miney, moe
Now which Backwood I'm gon' light up
Turn it right up and get the party crackin'
So gentlemen, nothin' but all bad bitches, welcome 'em in
Smoke a little fire, let it begin (Ah)
Ready for a kush shotgun
But I'm watching niggas, don't wanna have to pop one
That's my weed, nigga (What?)
Hit 'em with the bop gun
Money talk, drop some
Don't like it? You can leave, nigga
California drippin' in my low-rider
Hit the switch, bounce, then it go higher
Def Jam, don't give a damn
Rollin' Backwoods by the gram
We only smoke fire (Fire, fire, fire, fire)
We only smoke fire (Fire, fire, fire, fire)
We only smoke fire (Fire, fire, fire, fire)
Don't give me no bammer weed
You know why? (You know why?)
Tell 'em why (Why?)
Nigga, 'cause I'm (Snoop)
I'm all of the above, I'm a freak of nature
I'm Snoopy D-O-Dub
Nigga, 'cause I'm (Snoop)
I'm all of the above, I'm a freak of nature
I'm Snoopy D-O-Dub
Let's C-walk on 'em
Yeah, now B-walk on 'em
Now C-walk on 'em
Now B-walk on 'em
Now, if we talkin' about fire
We talkin' about that weed to get you higher
My weed exactly that weed the buyer
Leave happy then come back, lookin' for the supplier
Where that nigga Dogg at?
VIP with the golf hat
No sticks, no seeds, and I'm off that kush
Black Impala, push up the block
Smokin' on heavyweight, bitch, and it don't stop
Don't quit, don't trip, I gotcha
Get a bar from the smooth Black Frank Sinatra
I sit back and watch ya hit the weed one time
Know you on the dance floor doin' the cha-cha
I got the fire, to the limit through the wire
King Kush, they call me sire
Smoke with the boss, I'ma get you higher
With Snoop Dogg, ain't nothin' flyer
We only smoke fire
New Oldie lyrics - Eric Bellinger, Snoop Dogg & Usher
This is a new oldie
Can I predict the evolution of a classic? Yes I can
This is a new oldie
Later I'ma look back and say "This used to be my jam"
Yeah, see, I remember (Woah-woah, hey)
Dancin' all day when I was younger
And my momma came home and put on her favorite song
And she would sing it to me (Yeah)
Yeah, whether Michael or Selena, or Donnie, or Anitta
I could count on her for new grooves when I needed
Consider this the past, futuristic history (Ah)
This is a new oldie
Can I predict the evolution of a classic? Yes, I can
This is a new oldie (Yeah)
Later I'ma look back and say "This used to be my jam"
Oh, oh-oh, listen
Now in my younger days, I mighta birthed swag
Like wait, let me get back to you
By done chillin' with a thang or two
You know it's real, I only sing the truth
Bad times only get badder (Truth, truth)
Throw in that Al Green, "Let's Stay Together"
Oh (Oh yeah), baby maker
I got you naked, it's the makin' of a
(Oh, yeah)
New-ooh oldie (Oldie)
Can I predict the evolution of a classic? Yes I can (Yeah)
This is a new (Yeah) ooh oldie (Yeah)
Later, I'ma look back and say "This used to be my jam"
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, woah-oh, oh, yeah
I used to dream of bein' on records that they played at the barbecue
Handled some spinners, Manhattan's traumatic
From Marvin to Mayfield (Uh) from Mavis to Gladys
Done some' with the best (Ooh) to the best
So, I guess I'm the status, yeah
My momma played it everyday (Yeah)on her eight track cassette
Mom's played the best, that's why I'm so fresh
And you know that (Know that), fo' sho' that
It's gettin' good to me (Oh), feelin' like a throwback
This is a new oldie (This is new oldie)
Can I predict the evolution of a classic? (Yeah) Yes, I can
This is a new oldie, yeah
Later, I'ma look back and say "This used to be my jam"
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, whoa-no-no-no-no
Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ow!)
Yeah
It's Eazy
Ursher, baby (Yeah, man)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And the D.O double G
Make Some Money lyrics - Fabolous & Dave East (feat. Snoop Dogg)
[Intro:]
So, what you tryna do nigga?
[Snoop Dogg:]
Make a lot of money (What are all the strippers sayin'?)
Make some money
I'm tryna make a lot of money (What all my niggas sayin'?)
Make some money (Say that)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (Everybody like)
Make some money (More money)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (Get your money like)
Make some money (Yeah)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (What are all the strippers sayin'?)
Make some money (Def Jam)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (And all my niggas sayin')
Make some money (What up, Fab?)
I'm tryna make-
[Fabolous:]
I used to take the money, now I make the money
Saw my ho with a trick and told her make her money
If it's growing on trees, I'm tryna rake the money
Up the heat for the cake, I'm tryna bake the money
Back in, showtime, I get Laker money
No more square feet, I get acre money
I got hate ya money, try to snake ya money
And my OGs said they act fake or funny when you
[Snoop Dogg:]
Make a lot of money (What are all the strippers sayin'?)
Make some money
I'm tryna make a lot of money (What all my niggas sayin'?)
Make some money (Say that)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (Everybody like)
Make some money (More money)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (Get your money like)
Make some money (East, what up though?)
I'm tryna make-
[Dave East:]
It ain't no question, we work, more stripes than a referee shirt
Go to the spots where we was raised, guarantee you see dirt
Every rhyme cost a brick, I ain't spit a cheap verse, nah
Nigga never spit a cheap verse (Uh)
Black and white drop for the night, it's salt and pepper
Jeff Hamilton stitchin' the gang on my leather
Product falling all out my pocket too much to measure
I ain't missin' a dollar so bag up all the extras
[Snoop Dogg:]
Make a lot of money (What are all the strippers sayin'?)
Make some money
I'm tryna make a lot of money (What all my niggas sayin'?)
Make some money (Say that)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (Everybody like)
Make some money (More money)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (Get your money like)
Make some money (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna make-
Niggas trippin' off of hoes
Nigga, them ain't even yours, you better (Make some money)
Stick to the script, trip
Get chips and dip and just (Make some money)
Yeah, see I was young too, gun too
Come through, a nigga had to (Make some money)
Yeah, I'm willin' and dealin' and chillin'
Def Jam in the buildin', we came to (Make some money, yessir)
Make a lot of money (What are all the strippers sayin'?)
Make some money
I'm tryna make a lot of money (What all my niggas sayin'?)
Make some money (Say that)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (Everybody like)
Make some money (More money)
I'm tryna make a lot of money (Get your money like)
Make some money (Yeah, yeah)
I'm tryna-
For real though
You see, the cold thing about money (Feti)
When you get money (Gouda)
You gotta watch out for the suckers
You gotta watch out for the family
Well, most importantly, you gotta watch out for-
For the anxiety, right?
'Cause-'cause when you makin' money
You just get so anxious to get more of it
But you gotta learn how to control that
Anxiety lyrics - Malaya
[Snoop Dogg:]
Control it, that's called anxiety
But anyway, get your money, baby
This is the Def Jam West world premiere
[MALAYA:]
I try to pull myself in the moment
[?] got a hold on me
Oh, and I step to another human (Human)
Body don't know how to be
Oh, I, in my mind you're caught in the motion
A full white [?]
For life
So, keep away from the motive (Motive)
Hopin' that nobody notice (Notice)
I'm choked up, frozen from all this
Anxiety taking control of me, I can't win (Ooh)
I can't win, whoa
Anxiety taking control of me, deep within (Deep within, oh)
Start with a "Hello, how are you doin'?" (Doin'?)
Here comes the music (Music)
The silent waiting game we play
What they gon' to say to me?
When they gotta do it
I'm always clueless
Talkin' to when you live and breathe, you breathe like me, oh
[?]
Feelin' real small like a tooth pick
Who said it wasn't easy? (Easy)
'Cause this shit feelin' foolish
Babe, how can I prove it?
And I'm a [?]
Where's all the Lucius?
Wish it all was a lucid dream, oh
Anxiety taking control of me, I can't win (Ooh)
I can't win, whoa
Anxiety taking control of me, deep within (Deep down)
[Snoop Dogg:]
Ayo, Sharquinta
How much weed Snoop Dogg smoke?
Snoop Dogg smokes an infinite amount of weed
Scientifically known as cannabis, more commonly, Mary Jane
Thank you
Like My Weed lyrics - JANE HANDCOCK
Yeah, name one nigga in the hood that play like this
I like my weed (Uh), in the mornin' (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I like my weed (Said I like my weed), my weed, in the noon time
I feel free
I like my weed, in, in the evenin' (In the evenin')
Rollin' it in the evenin'
I like my weed, yeah, when I go to sleep at night (Yeah, yeah)
The world gettin' sicker everyday, I feel like it's 'bout to end
'Bout to end ('Bout to end)
Mobbin' through this life, I'm tryin' to separate the really for real
And pretend (Yeah, yeah)
The smartest niggas always look crazy (Lookin' crazy)
Everyday a mother lose her baby (Mother lose her baby)
And everyday a baby lose they mama
And we all go to Instagram for drama
I like my weed (Said I like my weed), uh, in the mornin'
Like it in the mornin'
I like my weed, in the noon time
I like my weed, yeah, in the evenin'
I like my weed when I go to sleep at night (Yeah)
Oh, uh-uh
Yeah, dreams of me livin' lavish
Gotta do great, I can't do average
I'm well established
You got some weed? Then go on and pass it
Different fabric, you'd be surprised who really actin'
When them lights, camera, flashin'
I ain't gossipin' with these birds, I'm on other shit
Niggas can't talk to me stupid, 'cause I'm not that other bitch
Cautious with who I'm with, thank God I'm talented
I gotta hit a right percent, if you want my masterin'
This time I'm bettin' on me, and I don't give a fuck
If I can write these songs in my sleep
I told myself that it'd be over if I have self-esteem
And now I got it, I'm freestylin' but my style ain't for free
Just think about it, I do this for the ones in the hood that won't ever leave it
You can see this product from Richmond and believe it
Long as it's good, gon' do what you wanna
My mom and dad know, so I ain't scared to smoke my marijuana, yeah
Smokin' on a lunch break
At night, at night, at night, when my thoughts come, yeah
Applying Pressure lyrics - YK Osiris (feat. Snoop Dogg)
[YK Osiris:]
Applyin' pressure (Pressure)
You applyin' pressure (Pressure)
The way they designed you and me, baby
Applyin' pressure (Pressure)
You a national treasure (Treasure)
Now it's impossible to leave from here (From here)
One look in your eyes
I'm paralyzed but incentivized (Incentivized)
It's a code red system overload
I've been compromised (Compromised)
You know what to do with it (Do with it)
You know how to ooh with it (Ooh with it, oh)
Can't help her to feel the pain
Applyin' pressure (Pressure)
You applyin' pressure (Pressure)
The way they designed you and me ain't fair
Applyin' pressure (Pressure)
You a national treasure, yeah (Treasure)
Now it's impossible to leave from here (From here)
Now you wanna lick on my neck (On my neck)
Work your way down to my balls
You the only one that keeps it
Wetter than Niagara Falls
I'm just lookin' for that same high
Shawty, it's all you fault
You the only with the grip tight (Grip tight)
Look at you
Applyin' pressure (Yeah)
You applyin' pressure (Yeah you are)
The way they designed you and me ain't fair
(Yeah they keep it fare)
Applyin' pressure (Ooh)
You a national treasure (Yeah)
Now it's impossible to leave from here (From here)
[Snoop Dogg:]
Grip like pliers (Ba-ba-batter)
No seeds fire (Oh)
Yeah, like a Dirt Devil (Ba-ba-batter)
Got me singin' like a choir (Oh)
It's hard to not listen (Ba-ba-batter)
When your pussy be talkin' (Oh)
Applying that pressure (Ba-ba-batter)
Far too often (Oh)
You just wanna bust my pipe (My pipe)
Baby hold way too tight (Way too tight)
Ooh, look at you (Feelin' like, feelin' like)
[YK Osiris:]
Applyin' pressure (Yeah)
You applyin' pressure (Yeah you are)
The way they designed you and me ain't fair
(Yeah they keep it fair)
Applyin' pressure (Ooh)
You a national treasure (Yeah)
Now it's impossible to leave from here (From here)
Go To War lyrics - Blxst & Snoop Dogg
He's won a million dollars
You know I go to war for you
Girl, I been a hundred and short of loyal too
I guess I still got more to prove
Heartbreak mistake, I'm torn in two
If it's fake love, then ain't no forcin' you
Don't expect nothin' less or more from you
I guess I still got more to prove
Heartbreak mistake, I'm torn in two (Oh)
Too many times you ain't follow my lead (My lead)
Too many times with my heart on my sleeve (My sleeve)
Don't tempt me when you know I could leave (Could leave)
Always give but I never receive (Receive)
Tell your friends that it's nothin' to see (To see)
Ain't nobody business when you fuckin' with me (Me)
I don't show no feelin's, but you cuttin' the D
But I wanna give you more than just a regular me
'Cause I know if I don't
You might say that's all she wrote
If I'm all in, it's a go
Ain't no takin' back my quotes
You say you would keep it solid
Let's be honest, that don't show
I can't love with all my soul
If your love is so-so
You know I go to war for you
Girl, I been a hundred and short of loyal too
I guess I still got more to prove
Heartbreak mistake, I'm torn in two
If it's fake love, then ain't no forcin' you
Don't expect nothin' less or more from you
I guess I still got more to prove
Heartbreak mistake, I'm torn in two (Oh)
I use to give and didn't get nothing in return, so
Nowadays I'm cautious, who I trust and who I learn from
I need a woman I can grow with (Grow with)
Know when to talk and when to close it (Close it)
Hoes be thinkin' they finna come up (Hello)
I just give 'em a look, I'm like "No, bitch" (Hell no)
You ever heard of reciprocal?
Well, you get what you give, it ain't difficult
I had to quiet a bitch down, like "Shh, shh, shh" (Shut the fuck up)
Listen to some real shit, let me interest you
Ain't no limit if we gon' get it, but if it's different, I ain't rollin' with it
I'm too slick, I'm just gon' hit it
Slide off, light one then ride off (Ride off)
There's a couple things you need to get your mind off
You know I go to war for you
Girl, I been a hundred and short of loyal too
I guess I still got more to prove
Heartbreak mistake, I'm torn in two
If it's fake love, then ain't no forcin' you
Don't expect nothin' less or more from you
I guess I still got more to prove
Heartbreak mistake, I'm torn in two (Oh)
To get to Def Jam West, get on the Def Jam West freeway
To get to Def Jam West, get on the Def Jam West freeway
I Want You lyrics - October London
Most definitely in the place to be
Welcome to Lover's Rock
Jah, Rastarari I
Welcome to Lovers Rock (Rock, rock, rock)
Where the room embraces boom (Boom, boom, boom, room)
There'll be no way to stop
Once the vibe's in the room
She likes the way I go the nicest
Rubbing my hands against her throat
She like to watch that ting grow and grow
Putting it down like animals
(I want you) She saw mi wrist and now she froze
Now she wanna risk the night and go
(I want you) I soon unlock the door
She now gwaan jump on mi bones
(I want you) She wanna do nasty freak ting
Bedroom rumble, rumble, ding-dong
(I want you)
Baby, I want you, I want you to
What do you wanna do? (What do you want?)
We're in a lover's place (We're in love)
You've got nothin' to lose
Mama, we're far from playin' games
She like the way I go the nicest
Oh, na-na-na, knee deep in your soul
Oh, tasting that mango
She like to watch that ting grow and grow
She couldn't help but to say yes
Until there's nothing left
(I want you) She saw mi wrist and now she froze
Now she wanna risk the night and go
(I want you) I soon unlock the door
She now gwaan jump on mi bones
(I want you) She wanna do nasty freak ting
Bedroom rumble, rumble, ding-dong
(I want you)
Baby, I want you, I want you to
GYU lyrics - AUGUST 08 (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Bino Rideaux)
Exit on Long Beach Boulevard
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Shawty, don't go let me gas you up
If your tank on E then I'ma fill you up, yeah
Want a savage shawty? Wait until we home
I'ma put it down on you, do it like we grown, yeah, yeah
If he don't gas you up then I'ma do it
If he don't gas you up then I'ma do it
Shawty, back it up on me then put your back into it
If he don't gas you up, girl, you that I'm gon' do it
[AUGUST 08:]
Wanna get lost, get away (Get away) top down, sun in your face
Want a couple Ms in the bank, give you everything that he can't
Ain't no holdin' back, we don't need no space
Just forget about cuz, mama, that's a waste
Sittin' back, won't admit he don't touch you right
Big drips, have you ever been on both sides? (On both sides)
If you wanna feel somethin', come with me tonight
You want out, it's on your face
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Shawty, don't go let me gas you up
If your tank on E then I'ma fill you up, yeah
Want a savage shawty? Wait until we home
I'ma put it down on you, do it like we grown, yeah, yeah
If he don't gas you up then I'ma do it
If he don't gas you up then I'ma do it
Shawty, back it up on me then put your back into it
If he don't gas you up, girl, you that I'm gon' do it
[Bino Rideaux:]
Either way, it goes mine, yeah
Shawty gettin' it through, yeah
Paint the picture, we can try, yeah
How you really wanna do it? Yeah
Shawty kept it way A1
She not playing with a nigga bullshit
'Bout lil shawty, I don't play nothin'
I'll let a nigga hold a full clip
Let a nigga hold the whole one
Get the new one, not the old one
Love it how you keep it gold, yeah
Pussy put me in a coma, yeah
You the one them hoes ain't fuckin' with
You need to leave them lame niggas alone
'Fore that nigga know he not it for you
When he ready for it, know I got it for you, I got it for you
[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Shawty, don't go let me gas you up
If your tank on E then I'ma fill you up, yeah
Want a savage shawty? Wait until we home
I'ma put it down on you, do it like we grown, yeah, yeah
If he don't gas you up then I'ma do it
If he don't gas you up then I'ma do it
Shawty, back it up on me then put your back into it
If he don't gas you up, girl, you that I'm gon' do it
You know I'm gon' gas you up then hit the walk with you, uh
I gotta make sure it's safe, I brought the pole with me too
You gotta keep on the lights, girl, I ain't judgmental
A queen is what you resemble, shawty
You ain't average, fall for the gentleman, shawty
You got a wagon on you, you got a dump truck
I told you back it up, I told you back it up
Tell you you're beautiful, you tell me I'm sippin'
Said I'd be faithful, you say I'm bullshittin'
Lil' shawty, let me gas you up
Shawty, don't go let me gas you up
If your tank on E then I'ma fill you up, yeah
Want a savage shawty? Wait until we home
I'ma put it down on you, do it like we grown, yeah, yeah
If he don't gas you up then I'ma do it
If he don't gas you up then I'ma do it
Shawty, back it up on me then put your back into it
If he don't gas you up, girl, you that I'm gon' do it
[Snoop Dogg:]
Yessir, motivation from your favorite gas station
That was Ty Dolla $ign, Bino Rideaux and AUGUST 08
Inspiration lyrics - Malaya
[Snoop Dogg:]
Now we 'bout to get off into some of that MALAYA
Yes, sir
[MALAYA:]
Give me gold when I shine
I'm just inspiration for your day
Keep up
It's hard workin' hard in your sleep when ya
See us dancin' in your dreams like
Deja vu, baby you can play the fool or follower
Whatever it is you decided, I don't like
See your decisions
Even from so far away
Listen for [?]
To keep the black bodies in place
Savage, hopin' the rabbit hop out the habit of
Starin' [?]
Whatever the boy do scammin', is is damaging
Give me gold when I shine
I'm just inspiration for your day
Give me gold when I shine
I'm just inspiration for your day
So can you explain it, the thing that, that made you say
Couldn't be much [?]
The way you [?]
But it's conversation, you could get it complicated
Should've stayed your lane
Whatever it is you decided, I don't like
See your decisions
Even from so far away
Listen for [?]
To keep the black bodies in place
Savage, hopin' the rabbit hop out the habit of
Starin' [?]
Whatever the boy do scammin', is is damaging
Give me gold when I shine
I'm just inspiration for your day
Give me gold when I shine
I'm just inspiration for your day
[?], the dark is all you are
Big Subwoofer lyrics - MOUNT WESTMORE
(Kato on the track, bih)
[YoitsCrash:]
Big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big sub—
[E-40:]
Money taller than the trees in Yosemite (The heavens)
Got my .40 on me, that's my mini-me (My weapon)
Damn near anything I want, I can afford it (Listen)
Never hustle backwards, always forward (Progression)
I can multitask, always on the grind (Ball)
I can walk and chew gum at the same time (Ball)
I ain't on hiatus, I ain't missin' in action (Uh-uh)
I'm the center of attention, bitch, the main attraction (Mhm)
When I enter the turf, when I pull up (What happen?)
People gather around me like an ice cream truck (No cappin')
People always ask me what I do for a liv' (What you do?)
I wear many hats, I'm somethin' like Lids
I love liquor and sex (Sex), booty and breasts (Breasts)
A couple stretchmarks and cellulite on her flesh
She got her legs open like a field goal pole
Booty softer than a King Hawaiian roll (Uh-oh, bitch)
[YoitsCrash:]
Big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big sub—
[Snoop Dogg:]
Big subwoofer bouncin' like a trampoline
Glass shake when I roll past the scene
Candy apple paint drippin' classic green
Everybody eatin', you can ask the team
Fast and mean, speakers bumpin', tags is clean
Keep me somethin' to smoke on
Bad bitch to poke on, bass hit like a earthquake
You niggas hold on, I hit the block and roll on
[Too $hort:]
My bitch got ass like two 18s
Her favorite Too $hort song is in those jeans (Shake That Monkey)
Shake it, baby, if you like this song
Do a nasty dance every time they turn it on
It's got more bass than baseball (Baseball)
She down on her knees, she want a facial (She want a facial)
I gotta give her what she want
Turn it up loud, and let that shit bump
Everybody love the funk (Funk) slumpin' in the trunk (Trunk)
You in the back seat wishin' you was in the front
She said somethin', asked me if I heard
But bitch, I can't hear one motherfuckin' word (Motherfuckin' word)
Bitch
[YoitsCrash:]
Big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big sub—
[Ice Cube:]
Big subwoofer, big titty hooker
Cocaine cooker, rooftop looker
Looked out and saw T.J. Hooker
Jumped off the roof like Superfly Snuka
You know me, I'm up in it like a booger
Then I treat the bitch like some dice and I shook her
I heard this youngin', screamin' like a woman
Yellin' that they comin' — nigga, we ain't runnin'
It's a new day, still got the AK
If these bitches wanna take it back to '88
Turn the music down, 'fore we lockin' horns
Keep the party goin', it's a false alarm
[YoitsCrash:]
Big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big subwoofer in the back like, what's up
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big— big sub—
Murder Music lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Benny The Butcher, Jadakiss & Busta Rhymes)
[Snoop Dogg {Benny The Butcher}:]
What it do, Loc? Yeah (Yeah)
We up in this motherfucker
On some murder murder, kill kill shit (Uh)
Yeah, {The Butcher comin', nigga}
Some real hip-hop shit
[Benny The Butcher:]
Yo, murder music, just for this type of shit they could ban us
'Cause this what they gon' play when they wipe they prints off they hammers
I'm really like that, I ain't just write this shit for the camera
I did in my city what Michael Vick did in Atlanta (Yeah)
Cash saved for insurance, them bad days wasn't for us (Nah)
Still hood, roach clips and the ashtrays on my foreign (Haha)
In L.A., R&B bitch drunk with her hands around me
The night Swizz introduced me to Nas at a Grammy party (Uh-huh)
When my shrimp introduced me to hard, I had grams around me (No)
A star player never asks for the ball, they just playin' around me
Niggas heard I took a shot, they was askin' if I was good
I looked the shooter right in his eyes when that trigger got pulled
Huh
[Snoop Dogg {Jadakiss}:]
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder music, murder music (Yeah)
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music {Ha-ha}
[Jadakiss:]
Yeah, some come through the water (Uh-huh)
Some come through the border (Uh)
Some of them get caught, but that's dependin' on the porter (Yup)
Old niggas hidin', young niggas slidin' (Ughn)
I'm bein' a man just protectin' and providin'
My only concern is if it cooked right (That's it)
My chain yellow, way the diamonds set up, it make it look white (Ooh)
Kill you for nothin' 'cause they petty (Uh)
Cut into dog food with the fetti (Yup)
They young but they ready (They ready)
No crowd, I get my applause off the beat
I'm a boss so I make sure all of us eat (All of us)
Say, a couple funerals'll bring a war to a cease (Woo)
And remember, it ain't no reward for the streets
This is not normal (Nah) dickey suit is how we dress formal (Yeah)
The way I'm ridin' these tracks like a porno (Woo)
Aight then, what's up then? (What's up?) I'm bustin'
Every control substance I touched it, I know it's disgustin' (Agh)
I'm just stackin', call me El Guapo (Uh-huh)
And I bet you never had a brick from El Chapo (Never)
Tuesday, I just play the crib and make tacos (Woo)
A lot of niggas frontin' like they nice, but they not though
Y'all spoke that up, now soak that up (Soak that up)
They done pulled my coat, nigga, the GOAT got up, what's up?
[Snoop Dogg (Busta Rhymes):]
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder music, murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, (Yo) mur-murder music
[Busta Rhymes:]
I only got time to murder shit
I bang 'em while deafening both ears (Uh-huh)
When I'm makin' niggas black
And rip couches and throw chairs (Uh-huh)
At times I be unleashin' the wrath that most fear (Uh-huh)
I don't discriminate, I even body close peers
See I'm suggestin' most you niggas should get to steppin' to the rear (Uh-huh)
And fuck what most you niggas'll talk, I don't care (Uh-uh)
If you don't rep it right, you shouldn't come around here (Oh no)
Adjust one level up, make sure a nigga sound clear
They wanna stop, and wanna stare (They do)
They hate that I'm the best and it's greatness in the flesh and it's pointless to compare (Uh-huh)
You need to scribe this jewelry I write to save this shit on a server (Uh-huh)
And type the way that I speak for movin' space on a cursor
I'm not an advocate for violence, but push me, I'ma push you further
The script, hand on my hips, squeezin' the grip a little firmer (Huh)
These dumb niggas don't realize that it's better to be a learner
(Stupid ni-)
But when you don't is when you get the feelin' of burner
Shut the fuck up, it's better to be watchers, listeners, and observers
'Cause if you not, you'll fuck around, that's how niggas like you get murdered
[Snoop Dogg:]
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder music, murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder was the case, the-the, the case
The case was murder
Been Thru lyrics - HeyDeon
I'm finna call off of work so I could pull up to you (Pull up to you)
Name another nigga that's gon' do it to you (Do it to you)
You been through heartbreaks, I'll hold you 'til you feel it
I'm boostin' your heart rate, you fuckin' with the realest
So show me you want me, don't try to lighten nothing
Keep it a hunnid, you can't keep hidin' from it
Realest nigga walkin' so check my rap sheet
Posted up with killers, don't try to @ me
Never had to stunt, I'm never flashy
Now they see the check, just an athlete (Swoosh)
City full of Cs and big stars [?]
If you wanna boss up then you can call me
I'm finna call off of work so I could pull up to you (Pull up to you)
Name another nigga that's gon' do it to you (Do it to you)
You been through heartbreaks, I'll hold you 'til you feel it
I'm boostin' your heart rate, you fuckin' with the realest
Livin' by the day, I count the blessings
Baby, what you want? Don't second guess it
Show me your true love and I'ma catch ya
Granny Moss, I'm a legend
Angel, you sent from Heaven
So what else could you want in life?
Maybe take you 'round, I can set the vibe
Candles thread late night, date night
So, baby, if you want it, I can spend the night
I'm finna call off of work so I could pull up to you (Pull up to you)
Name another nigga that's gon' do it to you (Do it to you)
You been through heartbreaks, I'll hold you 'til you feel it
I'm boostin' your heart rate, you fuckin' with the realest
Now you're fuckin' with the realest
Said you're fuckin' with the realest
Snoop Dogg's [?] on your left
Qualified lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Larry June & October London)
Say, player
What's goin' down, bro?
Yeah, man
I ju—, I just wanna introduce y'all to this player, man
This-this real famous player, man
I mean, he's slick with it, I mean, he's sick with it (Ooh wee)
Enough said, talk to 'em, man
Took trips OT, had to grave five-fifty
Lil' snow ain't, shh, man, this shit get wicked
Marble in the kitchen (Kitchen) really took missions
Black ceramic dishes, hundred K with my assistant (Sock it to me)
Really took chances, bitch named Nancy (Nancy)
Livin' life fancy
Countin' up a dub, watch my hair, bitch, I'm classy (Classy)
Seven-thousand dollars for this all-black jacket I'm carryin'
Everything I spit, nigga, facts (Facts)
So many whips, bought a spot just for that (Good job)
Took her out to eat then back home
Told the bitch I ain't tryna smash
Livin' life so fast, still maneuverin' through the traffic
I'm qualified, bona fide
All of my transgressions
All of my transgressions (Ooh, oh baby)
I'm qualified and bona fide, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said I'm qualified, bona fide
Navigating my directions
Navigating my own direction, yeah (Ooh, oh baby)
Please believe me, uh (Yeah, yeah, oh)
I'm the hoe-knockin', body-rockin', non-stoppin', hip-hoppin'
Motivatin', elevatin', known to keep the party shakin'
Ownin' mine, grit and grind, press the line, front line
Solid as a motherfuckin' rock, never testify
Ask your bitch, she can tell you better than me
When on this pimp shit, ain't nobody better than me (Nope)
I ain't braggin', I'm saggin', taggin' and baggin' up hoes
Button up like Girbauds in my Capezios
Hold that, fold that money and dip, one in the whip
With the gun and the clip, runnin' the shit
I'm the one that put the son in the bitch, 'cause I'm qualified
bona fide, rip and ridin', all y'all been notified
I'm qualified, bona fide
All of my transgressions
All of my transgressions (Ooh, oh baby)
I'm qualified and bona fide, yeah, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said I'm qualified, bona fide
Navigating my directions
Navigating my own direction, yeah (Ooh, oh baby)
Please believe me, uh (Yeah, yeah, oh)
Ho, ho
Ain't that Larry June right there? (Ho)
Girl, yes, that's him
Everybody Dies lyrics - Choc
One more chance and one more try
And it's one more fight 'til we cut ties
I know things will be just fine
'Cause you're out my house and out my mind
One day I'll be in your dreams
And I hope you don't remember me
I guess that's just a part of life
'Cause we all break heart and everybody dies
Parts of it healing
Fighting feelings
You said your goodbyes, I took your advice
Now I wonder why I left
Here's a test, you're a mess (Yeah)
Now you're back yeah [?]
Here's a no for your yes
I got me, all I need, in his house possibly
When it's way too late and they always come back, boy
One more chance and one more try
And it's one more fight 'til we cut ties
I know things will be just fine
'Cause you're out my house and out my mind
One day I'll be in your dreams
And I hope you don't remember me
I guess that's just a part of life
'Cause we all break heart and everybody dies
Dies, dies
Known to break ties, ties, ties
Known to go back, back, back
Yeah, that must suck, but I know what it's like
Still like to be free, free, free
Learn to take love when it's given to me
I got me, all I need, in his house possibly
When it's way too late and they always come back, boy
One more chance and one more try
And it's one more fight 'til we cut ties
I know things will be just fine
'Cause you're out my house and out my mind
One day I'll be in your dreams
And I hope you don't remember me
I guess that's just a part of life
'Cause we all break heart and everybody dies
By & By lyrics - JANE HANDCOCK
[Snoop Dogg:]
I hope you enjoyin' the music you listenin' to
It's brought to you by Def Jam Records, and yours truly
That's right, you inside of this, Algorithm
And I wanna hear somethin' from miss JANE HANDCOCK
Let's go
[JANE HANDCOCK:]
If I want it, I got it, I don't think about it
Inhale, exhale and let it find you
Got these streams of visions, these songs just living
I'm tryna get it, by-and-by, I'm tryin' to
If you look at my life and see the things, you wouldn't believe it
Think the sun just shined me
What I see is different, I'm thankful
The angels surround me
Push start this whip, I don't lack, lack, lack
These niggas be killin' me, they cap, cap, cap
Standin' on my tip toes and I never fall flat
Right now I'm hella busy, call you back, back, back
I see 'em copy the steez, they all look when I breathe
I been in this bitch for a while, just been duckin' and weavin'
Tryna represent for people that's just like me
I come from walkin' to the corner store to buy a white tee
You feel me? Damn it, I'm too close, I can't stop
You feel me? You either fuckin' with me or not
I grew up with niggas that'll peel off your top
I'm used to walkin' on the cord and I just snatched me a rock
I mean it's all that I got, I couldn't work round the clock
I'm not them silly bitches, you can't tell me anything, jack
The real ones gave me the game and I'm gon' give it right back
My real ones gave me the game and I'm gon' give it right back (Oh)
If I want it, I got it, I don't think about it
Inhale, exhale and let it find you
Got these streams of visions, these songs just living
I'm tryna get it, by-and-by, I'm tryin' to
If you look at my life and see the things, you wouldn't believe it
Think the sun just shined me
What I see is different, I'm thankful
You see the angels surround me
(Oh) Yeah, I think I understand it (By and by)
When I look back over my life, I take back everything (Oh)
Diamond Life lyrics - Snoop Dogg & DJ Cassidy (feat. Mary J. Blige)
A dream of mine I seem to find (Seem to find)
Grapes make wine, but it takes time (Takes time)
A diamond shine, that's how you define
Baby, I'll be back for more
Ain't no turnin' back, ain't no lookin' back
It's the D-O-Double G with MJB
I'm a blessing, you can't tell me life ain't predestined
People follow and I don't even know them
Tellin' me to never stop and keep goin'
You shootin', but you can't block my blessin'
Standin' strong in the fire, gettin' tested
With my head to the sky, tell you know lies
All this hell and got shine
Diamond life
Yeah, I'm living my diamond life
And every day ain't the brightest light
Sometimes it's a cloudy night
But I'm still living my diamond life
When I shine, I'm the brightest light
I control how I feel inside
I'm living my diamond life, diamond life
You can be-be so fine all the time
Angela B stay fine like wine
Halle B still all in her prime
MJB gettin' better with time
If that's not enough, I don't know what to tell ya
A true example of women who push through their failures
It's all about goin' against the grain, we rebellious
Rain or shine, we can take the weather
I thought I was takin' a loss
Stinkin', thinkin' goin' backwards, I was payin' the cost
Silly me, I didn't know I was so powerful
All the dark dimmin' my light, I had to let it go (Let it go)
(Bring it back)
I thought I was takin' a loss
Stinkin', thinkin', goin' backwards, I was payin' the cost
Silly me, I didn't know I was so powerful
All the dark dimmin' my light, I had to let it go (Let it go)
Diamond life
Yeah, I'm living my diamond life
And every day ain't the brightest light
Sometimes it's a cloudy night
But I'm still living my diamond life
When I shine, I'm the brightest light
I control how I feel inside
I'm living my diamond life, diamond life
Think 'bout this life I'm livin'
One hell of a feelin'
I'm so glad I listened
Got my game, I'm on a mission
I'm evolvin', problem-solvin', livin' that diamond life (Life)
I'm evolvin', problem-solvin', livin' that diamond life
I'm living my diamond life (Livin' that diamond life)
Oh, I'm livin', I'm livin' my diamond life, my diamond life
(Livin' that diamond life)
Oh, I'm livin'
Diamond life
Yeah, I'm living my diamond life (Yeah)
And every day ain't the brightest light (Ooh)
Sometimes it's a cloudy night (Cloudy night)
But I'm still living my diamond life
When I shine, I'm the brightest light (I'm the brightest light)
I control how I feel inside (I control)
I'm living my diamond life, diamond life
Whatever You On lyrics - JANE HANDCOCK
You are two exits away from your final destination
Can't sleep at night
So much on my mind
So empty inside
I think I got a heartbreak hex on me
Put your ego on gaslight
I wish you could see it through my eyes
I think it's on the nerve when you walk
The tone when you talk to me
You wait from now on, then I let you
I'm rollin' up this wood to forget you
When it's all better, usually call you
Tell me what to do when I can't dial your number
We both young, we still growin'
Who knows where we'll be, the time gotta show it
We've got to do better
Even if we're not together
I really wanna see you grow, but please let me know
I'll give you whatever you want, I'm with whatever you on
And if I have a walk away, you can never say I didn't drive back
I'll give you whatever you want, 'cause I'm with whatever, whatever you on
You go back and forth with the games
You was a real nigga, now you lame
Now I'm tryna get you back, that's insane
You block me, I stalk you from my other page
I get nervous when I can't read you
Like high school, I cheat, then I leave you
I can't seem to please you
Like you trippin' on some other shit like you got amnesia
You wait from now on, then I let you
I'm rollin' up this wood to forget you
When it's all better, usually call you
Tell me what to do when I can't dial your number
We both young, we still growin'
Who knows where we'll be, the time gotta show it
We've got to do better
Even if we're not together
I really wanna see you grow, but please let me know
I'll give you whatever you want, I'm with whatever you on
And if I have a walk away, you can never say I didn't drive back
I'll give you whatever you want, 'cause I'm with whatever, whatever you on
Make It Last lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Fuck me in the city that don't sleep
You can smack this ass, get a fistful of my weed
Oh, want some champagne in a glass
Help me make it last
My body shake [?]
Can't wait to get your hands on me
I'm lookin' like the baker [?]
Making [?] so lovely could get a taste of me
Yeah, don't sprint, this a marathon
Hope you bring that activism like you Farrakhan
I wanna bounce on that dick 'til the break of dawn
Daddy know I'm bad and gon' wanna put the trojan on
You better not spring on me
You better not give up on me
Opposite baby believe me
They can last 'til midnight
Fuck me in the city that don't sleep
You can smack this ass, get a fistful of my weed
Oh, want some champagne and a glass
Help me make it last
My body is luxury
Can't wait to get inside of me
Can't interior design 'til I say so
But I'm always pretty kitty, make it hard to hold
[?], but you gotta hold your horses
Niggas hard, when you hear me makin' noises
All these injuries on me for you to explode
Don't pull the cord
You better not spring on me
You better not give up on me
Opposite baby believe me
They can last 'til midnight
Fuck me in the city that don't sleep
You can smack this ass, get a fistful of my weed
Oh, want some champagne and a glass
Help me make it last
Fuck me in the city that don't sleep
Smack this ass, get a fistful of my weed
Pour champagne in a glass
Help me make it last
No Smut On My Name lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Battle Loco & Kokane)
In a quarter of a mile, take a left on Crip Street
Good God, jam
Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam)
Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin'
I kicked, walked in
I been on four-twenty deep in a motherfucker
Iced out, pocket full of heat
Uncut, no smut, niggas try to run up
Pop a shot, cut line, I'm up a line cut
Yeah, busters keep talkin' and I'm tyin' 'em up
Duct tape, gasoline, yeah, we fryin' 'em up
Talkin' wreck out the neck, get your check for respect
It's a promise, not a threat, we are back in the West
Four-four dealers, lions and gorillas
Stars and fulfillers, scars and cat villas
Balls and rack dealers, ignored you rap niggas
You touched up the frame and fucked up the game, goddamn
Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam)
Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin'
It can knock you off the hill to feel on [?]
Squeaking like a donut, squealer we do you doggish
Me and Snoop mobbin' (Proceed with caution)
Every word on the streets that you count's involved with
Damn, it's a reckless, a sexy session
Hectic, rep it, nigga, learn your lesson
Hostels, asses, I'm [?] the message
Nigga bounce, speak high in our presence
'Cause we been gangbangin', rack packin'
Crippin' so we keep it crackin'
In the six tray Chevrolet or we Cadillackin'
Struck up my name and recut the game
You touched up the frame and fucked up the game, goddamn
Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam)
Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin'
They go, hey, what it do?
Long Beach Club, we all blue (Westside)
Yes, I east in the Westside
San Diego to Long Beach home, this how we ride
From the surf to the turf, word sword
Take it on, break it down, bring it home, let it work
Keep yo' foot on they neck and stay good on the back
And fuck around to get the hood the respect
That it deserve, I swerve in the fast lane
I run it to your kids so they all know your last name
I struck up the game and touched up the frame and fucked up the game, goddamn
Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam)
Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin'
(Jam) Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, jam)
Ain't nothin' funny
Never put no smut up on my name, stop smilin'
Get My Money lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. ProHoeZak)
(ProHoeZak music)
Get your ass off TikTok, doin' that nasty dance
Bitch, get my money (Uh)
Get up, get your ass off IG (IG), all in the camera all day
Bitch, get my money, bitch, get my money (Uh)
Get it good now, turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Turn that shit off and shake your ass (Woo)
Turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Get my money, bitch, make it fast
Break bread or fake dead and kill it back
All greens, by all means, we into that
Front, back, run it up, now run it back
For a repost, cuz, I need a hundred racks
Top dollar, hip-hop, the Impala
No bark, all bite, Rottweiler
Test him out, stressed him out, no
Popped him out and stretched him out, oh
(Get it good now)
Time keeps slippin'
These bitches in my DM but I can't pay attention
They wishin' and itchin', a message to you bitches
If you really wanna shine, get up off that timeline
TikTokin' with no money in your pocket
On the 'Gram all day, girl, stop it
I'm tryna get you some game, you lame
You bitches love doin' somethin' strange for a little change
Get your ass off TikTok, doin' that nasty dance
Bitch, get my money (Uh)
Get up, get your ass off IG (IG), all in the camera all day
Bitch, get my money, bitch, get my money (Uh)
Get it good now, turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Turn that shit off and shake your ass (Woo)
Turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Turn that shit off and shake your ass (Woo)
Turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Get my money, bitch, make it fast
Na-na-na-na-na-na, I fucked your baby mama
(What up, though?)
Nevermind that, find that correct angle
He's a square—bitch, I'm a rectangle
Don't be a stranger to danger, my anger ranges
Filter to filter, your face is changin'
As strange as it is
I keep makin', you keep shakin'
(Get it good now)
Rollin' through, you're scrollin' through your phone
Thirsty trap, you thirsty rat, you're wrong
First to clap, I snatch your purse and gone
Knick knack patty wack, take that bitch home
The way that she dance, I'm gon' take that bitch home
Show her my zone then I make that bitch moan
This how we dance when we hear this song
Don't take your phone, you won't be here that long
Get your ass off TikTok, doin' that nasty dance
Bitch, get my money (Uh)
Get up, get your ass off IG (IG), all in the camera all day
Bitch, get my money, bitch, get my money (Uh)
Get it good now, turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Turn that shit off and shake your ass (Woo)
Turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Turn that shit off and shake your ass (Woo)
Turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Get my money, bitch, make it fast
Turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Turn that shit off and shake your ass (Woo)
Turn that shit off and move your ass (Uh)
Get my money, bitch, make it fast
Make that money, don't let it make you
If you hustle like Dogg and you get it times two
Def Jam Records, nigga, thought you knew
Make that money, don't let it make you
If you hustle like Dogg and you get it times two
Def Jam Records, nigga, thought you knew
(Get it good now)
Steady lyrics - Camino (feat. D Smoke & Wiz Khalifa)
Emotions on the high again, oh, I can't seem to find myself
How did I end up right here? Hold my knees facin' fears
Askin' God for the answers, but all I ever found was pain
Driftin' further in the darkness
Steady tryna deal with this pain (Oh, oh, oh)
Steady tryna deal with this pain (Oh)
I'm steady tryna deal with this pain
Ten more minutes of this conversation
Yeah, ooh, God might just hit me there
Tears run down my face like irrigation
Yeah, ooh, stars might just hit me there
The skies know my eyes, I done looked up
Askin' where the passion for a solution to cook up
Keep me on my toes like a foot rub
Meet me in the middle of [?] when I'm shook up or whooped up
Blood tricklin' down underneath my Under Armour (Armour, armour)
Mud in the crevice of my boots start runnin' harder (Harder)
Drug called adrenaline sizzlin' in my heart
I hope the love that I show bless the direction of my comma
Heal with my wounds, 'cause pain, I feel
Without your hand it may not heal
I swallow pride, I ate my meal
This hurt inside is one large pill, can't deal with these emotions
Emotions on the high again, oh, I can't seem to find myself
How did I end up right here? Hold my knees facin' fears
Askin' God for the answers, but all I ever found was pain
Driftin' further in the darkness
Steady tryna deal with this pain (Oh, oh, oh)
Steady tryna deal with this pain (Oh)
I'm steady tryna deal with this pain
They like "Young Khalifa, why you always smokin' one?
And why you always gotta move like you the chosen one?
Why you ditched that plane jane for the frozen one?"
I said "When you open doors, you ain't gotta open none"
Let alone close 'em, y'all thought we were supposed to run
Picture me back in day, [?] I ain't holdin' none
Picture me not goin' my hardest for my son
Look at me now, this is real nigga one-on-one
Can't take this style I created, this is one I won
Can't take the miles I ran away, you just one and done
I get asked who want it with Khalifa, man
And the fight will be like bad sex, no one'll come
Pull up in them trucks with angels on the front of 'em
Anyone who hate, I got nothin' but love for 'em
Got my doggs with me, they know where I'm comin' from
As soon as this car get old I get another one
Emotions on the high again, oh, I can't seem to find myself
How did I end up right here? Hold my knees facin' fears
Askin' God for the answers, but all I ever found was pain
Driftin' further in the darkness
Steady tryna deal with this pain (Oh, oh, oh)
Steady tryna deal with this pain (Oh)
I'm steady tryna deal with this pain
Outro lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Yes, sir
I'd like to thank all my peoples tonight
Especially the fans for comin' through
Hopefully you enjoyed yourself
And everybody that performed this evenin', good lookin' out
We got gift bags at the door, make sure you drive home safely
And we out
You've reached your destination
You've reached your destination
Thank you for using Sharquinta
C.E.O. lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Rick Rock beats
I'm back like I never left
In this motherfucker spitting rhymes 'til my last breath
Snoop Dogg in the building, yes, y'all
Line 'em up, barber shop, fade 'em all
I'm watching the game from the halls of fame
I'm balling, mayne, I boss up back in this thang
Believe me, bro, you wanna stick around and see the show
See me go, Snoop Dogg, CEO
Proceed to capitalize, I'm back with my guys, slapping the five
Making more hits to slap in your trunk
They know this is gangsta funk
Take your risk and get what you want
Fuck with this, I figured he won't
Figured they lying, I'm a cold muthafucka, it's getting chilly
I didn't really wanna fuck him up and slap him silly
So I ran that bitch-ass nigga up out the city
Back up in the motherfucker, tell me how you feel now (How you feel now, oh)
Either you're fake or you're plastic, it's hard to keep it real now (What? So real)
How many niggas you shot, how much money you got
And do you really post up on the block?
Not ordinary, it may vary
I get my means by any means necessary
I'm on my shit, only boss niggas that I'm with
Still no talking from my bitch
Slick nigga but don't slip
You don't wanna be on the wrong side of that four-fifth
Don Dada, want a lotta
Niggas wanna fuck around with that gun shotta
Ambitions of a rider
Machiavelli tip, sitting back, let it rip
I'm on a private island, million on a trip
Level up, niggas don't move 'til I tell 'em what it is
I'm 'bout to blow this whole label up, ya dig?
I got a plan to change up the game, it's big
Listen close and follow me
I'm 'bout to tell you how it's 'bout to be
Check the game and the pedigree
I'm the same nigga from the Beach
With more knowledge and more game, the best weed
Real talk, nigga, preach
Back up in the motherfucker, tell me how you feel now (We back, we back, we back)
Either you're fake or you're plastic, it's hard to keep it real now (Fake-ass nigga)
How my niggas you shot, how much money you got
And do you really post up on the block?
Not ordinary, it may vary
I get my means by any means necessary
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Rick Rock
Snoop Dogg, haha, CEO
(Once again back, it's the incredible)
That's right y'all, that nigga is the CE— (Death Row, what a nigga know?)
(Once again back, it's the incredible)
The what? The CEO (Death Row, what a nigga know?)
(Once again back, it's the incredible)
Yeah, nigga (Death Row, what a nigga know?)
(Once again back, it's the incredible)
Now let it ride (Death Row, what a nigga know?)
Roaches In My Ashtray lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. ProHoeZak)
(ProHoeZak Music)
[ProHoeZak {Snoop Dogg}:]
Every time I twist one up, you always seem to come right on by (Come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money, but you always wanna get a free high (Get a free high, yeah)
So don't be fuckin' (Don't be fuckin', {who took the roaches out my ashtray?}), with my roaches in my ashtray
Don't be touchin' (Don't be touchin', {you took the roaches out my ashtray?}), not my roaches in my ashtray
I be lovin' (I be lovin', {who took the roaches out my ashtray?}), all my roaches in my ashtray
So don't be fuckin' (Don't be fuckin', {you took the roaches out my ashtray?}), with my roaches in my ashtray
[Snoop Dogg:]
Nigga slid up in my car in the passenger seat
Talking my ears off, adjusting my beat
Stashed my heat up under my seat
Stepped out my ride, hollered at a few freaks
Take a couple flicks, mack a bitch
Baby, what's your name? (Passionate)
Fashion Nova, fashion fit
Dogg, where the weed at? Ain't that a bitch
I'm gibbing right now, it's Thanksgiving right now
Showing baby how I'm livin' right now
Clear the crowd, back to my car, no squares in my circle
Bodyguard hard, could've swore I left a blunt in my ashtray
Little homie slid up on me, pulled a fast play, but this the last play
Don't be fuckin' with my roaches in my ashtray
Hate to see ya comin', love it when you walk away
[ProHoeZak {Snoop Dogg}:]
Every time I twist one up, you always seem to come right on by (Come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money, but you always wanna get a free high (Get a free high, yeah)
So don't be fuckin' (Don't be fuckin', {who took the roaches out my ashtray?}), with my roaches in my ashtray
Don't be touchin' (Don't be touchin', {you took the roaches out my ashtray?}), not my roaches in my ashtray
I be lovin' (I be lovin', {who took the roaches out my ashtray?}), all my roaches in my ashtray
So don't be fuckin' (Don't be fuckin', {you took the roaches out my ashtray?}), with my roaches in my ashtray
[Snoop Dogg:]
Seat on recliner, suede headliner
Just pulled in Mel's Diner, line of
Chevys, 'Lacs, name it, it's there
Fresh wet paint, leather interior
Players are everywhere
Nothing but love and good bud in the air (Yeah)
Guap took his camera out
Taking pictures of the homies in they cars
While they hittin' switches, some knocking bitches
Me, I'm on a mission
Fuel injected, front end suspension
Wishing the whole world roll like we ride
There's always one homie tryna get that free high
Shit never fails, yeah, this shit for sale
Skip the bail, put the shit on a scale
This the last day for your last play
Quit fucking with the roaches in my ashtray
[ProHoeZak {Snoop Dogg}:]
Every time I twist one up, you always seem to come right on by (Come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money, but you always wanna get a free high (Get a free high, yeah)
So don't be fuckin' (Don't be fuckin', {who took the roaches out my ashtray?}), with my roaches in my ashtray
Don't be touchin' (Don't be touchin', {you took the roaches out my ashtray?}), not my roaches in my ashtray
I be lovin' (I be lovin', {who took the roaches out my ashtray?}), all my roaches in my ashtray
So don't be fuckin' (Don't be fuckin', {you took the roaches out my ashtray?}), with my roaches in my ashtray
[Snoop Dogg:]
Say, man, you niggas think y'all crafty, huh?
Sitting in my car, adjusting my music
Telling me how sweet my car is and all of the sudden my roaches is missin'
Say, man, don't be fuckin' with the roaches in my ashtray
You hear me?
Gang Signs lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Mozzy)
(The Mekanix)
[Snoop Dogg:]
S-N-double-O, don't forget the P, pimp
A hundred million later and I'm still on that G shit
Been all around the world on my LBC shit
213 click, wish Nate could see this
Recognize game when it's in your face
And when I pull up, all you hear is "Everlasting Bass"
Say what up to my young life, give dap to the G's
Kiss some aunties and models that's happy to see me
Snoopy D-O-double, where you been?
On Highway 110 doing a hundred and ten
Back in the building like I forgot something
Mekanix on the beat, you know it knock, cousin
Flow dippin' and slidin', Crippin' and ridin', sittin' on candy paint
Dressin' and finessin', lookin' like a blessing
Making all the hoes faint, the Dogg
Four-fifteens with the Zap on my lap
Riding through the ghetto, all you hear is the slap
Everybody throwing up gang signs (Crip)
Throwing up gang signs (Suwoop)
Four-fifteens with the Zap on my lap
Riding through the ghetto, all you hear is the slap
Everybody throwing up gang signs (Crip)
Niggas throwing up gang signs
[Mozzy:]
Four-nick shells, somethin' fat on my lap
Couple suckas that'll tell you how I cracked on they hat
Couple suckas that'll tell you we ain't dishin' out passes
Couple suckas that ain't here and we'll piss on they ashes, yeah
Twisting up my fingers, send a signal like the blinkers
Get you hit with all these blickies, Nipsey screamin' out the speakers
Hit me on my beeper if it's urgent or you tweakin'
Free my lil' bruh from Kiefer, if he snitchin', you can keep him (Yeah)
Show the pink slip if you ain't leased 'em, nigga, shut up
I just stuck my dick all in her mouth, she actin' stuck-up
Why they do the most on Instagram, but never run up?
Probably 'cause I'm ridin' with that yeeky, I got one up (Yeah)
Membership, ask about the Mozzy, niggas been the shit
Benefits, profit off they work 'cause that's what business is
The tentative, all I heard was dividends, I'm all in
On Bloods, we put in labor with kaydas, it wasn't no calling in
[Snoop Dogg:]
Four-fifteens with the Zap on my lap
Riding through the ghetto, all you hear is the slap
Everybody throwing up gang signs (Crip)
Throwing up gang signs (Suwoop)
Four-fifteens with the Zap on my lap
Riding through the ghetto, all you hear is the slap
Everybody throwing up gang signs (Crip)
Niggas throwing up gang signs (Suwoop)
Still sippin' gin and juice while I'm smoking marijuana
I bet you never blew with Obama
Crip walking with my homegirl Martha
While I'm passing joints to Madonna
Who wanna smoke with Snoop? Let's have a smoke or two
Puff, puff, pass, that's what real smokers do
You was smokin' on Gary Payton, I was smokin' with Gary Payton
We not the same, stop hatin'
Triple gold Daytons and the walls is white
Never made it to the league, but live a baller's life (Yeah)
Rest in peace Kobe and Gigi
LA ain't been the same since we lost the homie Nipsey (Neighborhood)
Pour out a little liquor for Pac
And while you at it, say a prayer for the homie Doc
When Snoop drop, I make the world go crazy
It still ain't nothin' but a G thang, baby
I got four-fifteens with the Zap on my lap
Riding through the ghetto, all you hear is the slap
Everybody throwing up gang signs (Crip)
Throwing up gang signs (Suwoop)
Four-fifteens with the Zap on my lap
Riding through the ghetto, all you hear is the slap
Everybody throwing up gang signs (Crip)
Niggas throwing up gang signs (Suwoop, The Mekanix)
Another one of those Bay Area slappers
Bread in hand, cheese and crackers
You understand what I'm sayin'?
Big Boss Dogg, The Mekanix
Huh, what's happenin', Fab?
It's a dope era we livin' in, man
Ayy, if you don't understand that, you don't understand nothin'
You under-dig what I mean?
We just chopping game right now, man, with the Zap, man
Got the Zap board in my hand
Tuning this shit to— ayy, turn that bass up a little bit like
Yeah, uh-huh
Turn them highs down right, yeah, right there
Yeah
Now bring that hook back
Bring that shit back, Loco
Come on
I got four-fifteens with the Zap on my lap (Yes sir)
Riding through the ghetto, all you hear is the slap
Everybody throwing up gang signs (Crip)
My niggas throwing up gang signs (Suwoop)
Four-fifteens with the Zap on my lap
Riding through the ghetto, all you hear is the slap
Everybody throwing up gang signs (Crip)
My niggas throwing up gang signs (Suwoop)
Talk Dat Shit To Me lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. KoKane)
[Kokane:]
(Amplified)
Well, alright, y'all
Talk that shit to me
Tell it like it T-I-is, my nigga
Talk that shit to me
Uh, talk to me, 'cause I'll talk back
It ain't my fault your girl fell in love with a gangsta mack
Now that's cold, jack
Talk that shit to me
[Snoop Dogg:]
Peter Piper picked a pimp to play the game with passion
Made power plays with paper while they folded like a pamphlet
Protectin' my progression, politickin' for the people
Platinum with Doggystyle, "Deep Cover" was the prequel
Polarizin', prophesizin', I'm what put us on the map
At Poly bustin' down them P-O-U-N-D's into them sacks
Poundin' pavement with the pushers, pocket rocket for the pussies
Player tried to play me cold, I left him bleedin' in the bushes
I'm like a pigeon with precision, Snoopy shittin' from the top
Piggly Wigglys on patrol, tryna pop us at the park
Partner, please, we just posted up, we plottin' on some paper, man
Just popped a Pontiac and peach is probably what I'll paint the thang
Papered up, I can't complain
Still, I play the game, but it won't ease the pain
My homies passin' earlier than they 'posed to
Pop 'pagne in the Porsche
Most powerful Crip to ever throw up gangs on a poster
[Kokane:]
Snoop D-O-double-G
Talk that shit to me
From the LBC
Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
It's levels to this game
Got to earn your stripes
Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
[Snoop Dogg:]
Crip without a crush, cocket full of cucks, check that
Cock it then I cuss, count one in the clutch, step back, swish
This Crippin' collision causing catastrophes
My casual conversations end up turnin' to casualties
Cold game, cat crackin' with Kokane
Go against the gang, we got a cellar with your name on it
Showstopper that dropped classics
The same nigga that closed curtains will close caskets
'Cause the crew on it too like compilation tracks
Runnin' numbers up, but it ain't no miscalculatin' that
Goin' kamikaze for me and my concentration camp
'Fore we had to take it back, 'cause really ain't no cake in that
Cryptolite
Play Superman, I'll be your Kryptonite
Took the nigga's citch 'cause she'd rather fuck a Crip tonight
Get this right, can't call yourself a king unless your clique is right
You niggas better get your Crippin' right
[Kokane:]
Snoop D-O-double-G
Talk that shit to me
From the LBC
Talk that shit to me (Talk that shit to me)
It's levels to this game
Got to earn your stripes
Bitch, if you ain't breakin' bread
Then you need to get a life (Talk that shit to me)
OG
On me
LBC
Talk to me
This game (This game)
Earn my stripes (I got stripes)
Get bread
Bitch, get a life
Sittin On Blades lyrics - Snoop Dogg
Sittin' on blades
Countin' my plays
Roll a few Js
So won't you just pass my way? (Pass my way)
Sittin' on blades
Countin' my plays
Roll a few Js (So baby, won't you, so baby, won't you)
So won't you just pass my way? (Pass my way)
Even though I know that
You and your homegirl are so inseparable
I know that you'd rather ride with me
So ride with me, 'cause I be
Sittin' on blades (Sittin' on blades)
Countin' my plays (Plays)
Roll a few Js (Roll a few Js)
So won't you just pass my way? (Pass my way)
Sittin' on blades
Countin' my plays (My plays)
Roll a few Js (So baby, won't you, so baby, won't you)
So won't you just pass my way? (Pass my way)
Caravan of cars off of Sunset (What up?)
Just hopped up off the 405 Freeway (Whoa)
Lil' Jimmy got his '4 on the freeway (Ha ha)
I told the police to take it easy
Baby say, "Stop now" (Stop)
She like how my pimpin' calmed the cop down (Wow, wow)
We in the purple 6-5
Say the price goes up once Dogg pull the top down
We'll be
Sittin' on blades (Sittin' on blades)
Countin' my plays (Countin' my plays)
Roll a few Js
So won't you just pass my way? (Pass my way)
Sittin' on blades (Sittin' on blades)
Countin' my plays (Plays)
Roll a few Js (So baby, won't you, so baby, won't you)
So won't you just pass my way? (Pass my way)
Say baby, let me holla at you
Now you know damn well you don't wanna be walking this time of night
You know you wanna get up in this beautiful car of mines
Come on in, there you go
Don't worry about putting your seat belt on
Yeah, we rollin', believe that
You know what, we just
Sittin' on blades (Yes sir)
Countin' my plays (Haha)
Roll a few Js
So won't you just pass my way? (Pass my way)
Sittin' on blades (Sittin' on blades)
Countin' my plays (Countin' my plays)
Roll a few Js (So baby, won't you, so baby, won't you)
So won't you just pass my way? (Pass my way)
(Way, way, way, way, way)
Yeah, oh, you want me to put the top back up? Ha
Nah baby, let your hair blow in the wind
That shit looks sexy
Yeah, rider gang
Say It Witcha Booty lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. ProHoeZak)
[ProHoeZak (Snoop Dogg):]
Now you want it, if you want it
If you really need it, if you really need it
You want me to get it, want me to get it
Then say it witcha booty, say it witcha booty
Now tell me if you want it, bitch, say it witcha booty
If you really need it, say it witcha booty
Want me to get it, say it witcha booty (Yeah)
Just say it witcha booty, bitch, say it witcha booty
Like woo
[Snoop Dogg:]
Fee-fi-fo-fum
I'm watchin' it go dumb
Titties jigglin', ass wigglin' (Shake)
And my bitch wanna come
Big ass, bring it over (Bring it over)
Rev it up like a motor (Rev it up)
Talk that shit witcha booty (Talk that)
Leg up over your shoulders (Fuck that)
Fuck that soft shit, bitch, make it bounce hard
Like you ridin' on the dick of a superstar
Ass everywhere, bitch, you got some true skills
Fuck around and we gon' do it for real
[ProHoeZak:]
Now you want it, if you want it
If you really need it, if you really need it
You want me to get it, want me to get it
Then say it witcha booty, say it witcha booty
Now tell me if you want it, bitch, say it witcha booty
If you really need it, say it witcha booty
Want me to get it, say it witcha booty
Just say it witcha booty, bitch, say it witcha booty
Like woo
[Snoop Dogg:]
Bitch, slide down the pole (Slide)
Ass on super swole (Fat)
Another bitch right on top (Ooh)
Pussy right on your nose
This bitch on freaky shit (Freaky)
She know how to squeeze a dick (Nasty)
But after all is said and done (What you do>)
I'm just gon' leave the bitch (See ya)
Headed to the strip club, straight to the DJ booth
And made a quick dub, and I got a dick rub
Bitches on my line, they gon' keep tryin'
But if you wanna shake some ass bitch, I got time
She got slow work, on that pole work
She can stretch that ass, but it don't hurt
Lookin' like an hourglass, treat 'em the same, with no difference
Look at all the ass on them bad bitches
[ProHoeZak:]
Now you want it, if you want it
If you really need it, if you really need it
You want me to get it, want me to get it
Then say it witcha booty, say it witcha booty
Now tell me if you want it, bitch, say it witcha booty
If you really need it, say it witcha booty
Want me to get it, say it witcha booty
Just say it witcha booty, bitch, say it witcha booty
Like woo
[Snoop Dogg:]
Work, work it, work, work it
So big, so perfect
Twerk, twerk it, twerk, twerk it
Don't break it, don't hurt it
Work, work it, work, work it
So big, so perfect
Twerk, twerk it, twerk, twerk it
Don't break it, don't hurt it
I love it how you make your booty talk
I didn't know you could make it talk
I knew you could make it clap
But now you sayin', you sayin' something
Get Yo Bread Up lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Larry June)
(The Mekanix)
[Snoop Dogg:]
Niggas don't want you to keep your head up
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
Shined up my shoes and jumped in my ride
Feelin' like a pimp, doin' fifty-five
In a five-seven, clean as a reverend
LS3, so G, keep my engine revvin'
Hella Heaven, you can't tell a legend (What?)
See, what you don't know and won't know, enjoy your beverage
Separate with severance, I'm Rich Paul and Maverick
Libra gang, so you know that I'm leveraged
I keep that black book and the black heat and seldom seen
Like I own a hundred thousand Krispy Kreme's
I'm doin' doughnuts, the homies go nuts
See when Dogg in the town, nigga, we turn up
Off that mothafuckin' E-4-O mango-scotto (Yes sir)
Nigga, we sip it out the bottle (Ooh)
I'm in the bay for a day, let me bubble this play
And show you niggas how I parlay
Niggas don't want you to keep your head up
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
I'm double R from the O, I mean a long time ago
He took me from the 9-8 block to the indo store
So I can make a quick purchase and run it back
I'm on my Silicon shit, spent ten, made back a hundred stacks
It's amazing how I hustle in so many ways
Count revenue streams in so many ways
We never watch the clock, so we don't know how many days
I'm the quarterback 'cause I got so many plays
Digitally bit, physically fit (Yeah)
Snoop Dogg and The Mekanix, nigga, this that shit
Bang that, bang that, bang that, slap
Make a nigga say, "Bring that back" (Bring that back)
Now, do I like her or do I love her?
I put my shit in gear and burn rubber
Spice One and Short Dogg on the zap mayne
You wouldn’t know about it, nigga, its a Bay thang
Dope era, beast mode
Candy paint, Zenus and Vogues (Yes sir)
More deals to close, more bills to fold (Uh)
Get you bread, homie, and stack that shit by the loads
[Snoop Dogg {Larry June}:]
Niggas don't want you to keep your head up
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up (Get your mothafuckin' money, man)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (Come on)
Niggas don't want you to keep your head up (These niggas always want you to keep your head down)
(Man, fuck that, keep pushin', yeah)
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up {Ayy Snoop, what's happenin'?}
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (Haha, nah, but nigga...)
[Larry June:]
G bands and chops, orange juice and yachts
Prescription bottles, filled to the top (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Filled with the rocks, the dope game (Crack, nigga)
VIPs for sale, we was blowing shade (Everything)
Now I'm on top bigger thangs, I like real estate (Keep goin', Larry)
I like platinum on my wrist, I did that today (Yeah, shit, swear to God)
I’m a smooth ass nigga with a pocket full of cake (Cake)
"Larry, where you from?" Bitch, I'm from the bay (Yeah, Frisco)
Dippin' and drippin' I keep it on me I'm trippin'
Whole lot of women, they all say that I’m different (Yeah, damn)
Fitted to my toes, I like bank rolls
Bitch you need speed it up, you know the bank finna close (Numbers)
A kick in the freezer, a 40 in the stove
I cried in the trap when I lost Quinn Coleman
You don't wanna see me win, I keep my head up
I'm goin' hard everyday and never lettin' up
What's happenin'?
[Snoop Dogg:]
Niggas don't want you to keep your head up (Yeah, uh, damn)
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up (Yeah)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da
Niggas don't want you to keep your head up (Keep goin', my nigga)
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up (Yeah, haha)
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da (The Mekanix)
[Snoop Dogg {Larry June}:]
Money, money, money
Say, man (Yee)
What you sittin' on? (Money)
Oh, that money too?
Oh, for sheezy?
Say man, I'm in the Bay for a day, man
Money, money
You know how we get it, man
Burn rubber (Rubber)
{Yeah}
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