Snoop Dogg Lyrics

She's A Liar lyrics - Snoop Dogg & Devin The Dude

[Snoop Dogg:]

Yeah, ayo, Swizz

What up, man?

We're just sitting there reminiscin', man

Rock this lil' wuwop

What we should be doing, nigga, used to have, man

Yeah, it's all in the past

Mm, mm

[Devin the Dude:]

Yeah, she's a liar, she's a cheater

And a ho, I didn't need her

But I really couldn't leave her

I think I fell in love with her

Yeah, she's a liar, she's a cheater

And a ho, I didn't need her

But I really couldn't leave her

I think I fell in love with her (In love with her)

[Snoop Dogg:]

Say you with your girlfriend shopping at the mall

But really you was at the pad, bouncing basketballs

And I do it all, seen it all, but I wasn't even trippin', dawg

I'ma sip this zippin', dawg, I'm on something different, dawg

Took me for a fool

Wasn't 'bout no money or no car or no jewels

Why do fools fall in love?

And do think I wasn't trippin', cuz

And then I ended up slippin' up

Yeah, I couldn't get enough

[Devin the Dude:]

Yeah, she's a liar, she's a cheater

And a ho, I didn't need her

But I really couldn't leave her

I think I fell in love with her (I fucked around and fell in love)

Yeah, she's a liar, she's a cheater

And a ho, I didn't need her

But I really couldn't leave her

I think I fell in love with her (In love with her)

[Snoop Dogg:]

G's don't fall in love, that's what they told me, cuz

Now if it's true or not, if it's you or not

We stayed up for a few days, we laid up for a few days

It became a workout, then we started doing two things

You started actin' weird on it, on the real, homie

And then she slipped away and disappeared on me

And told a lie at the same time

And had my heart in her hand, and I ain't even lying

[Devin the Dude:]

Yeah, she's a liar, she's a cheater

And a ho, I didn't need her

But I really couldn't leave her

I think I fell in love with her (I fucked around and fell in love)

Yeah, she's a liar, she's a cheater

And a ho, I didn't need her

But I really couldn't leave her

I think I fell in love with her (In love with her)

Yeah, Snoop, that kinda remind me

Of back in the day, when my niggas, they tried to find me

But I be between them titties and them thighs 'til dust

Talkin' 'bout five, six times, shit, I still bust

That's how fine she was, I laid it all down because

Thought we was in love, we had more than peach fuzz down there

But still young, I hung with my niggas

She roll by herself, you know, one deep chick

I didn't think that she would sneak out late night to fuck

'Cause she like my snake, my snake likin' her

I bought her puss, I bought her shoes, bought her bongs

Our homeboy showed me his phone, bitch had the same drawers on

I'm like, "Oh, no, she's a liar, she's a cheater"

Wanted to meet her at the crib so I can fight her with my penis

Found out that her ex-friends wanted to kick her ass

'Cause she sucked the dick of every man that they've had

Yeah, she's a liar, she's a cheater

And a ho, I didn't need her

But I really couldn't leave her

I think I fell in love with her (I fucked around and fell in love)

Yeah, she's a liar, she's a cheater

And a ho, I didn't need her

But I really couldn't leave her

I think I fell in love with her (In love with her)

I Really Wanna lyrics - Snoop Dogg

Yeah, they got me back in the studio my nigga

Hehe, got my niggas up in here right now

I'm ego trippin', real spit

That's what it do

Yeah, tell y'all how I feel right now

I went to my closet

Then I put my robe on

Slip into the living room

Then I turnt the stove on

I'm half-naked, so I put my clothes on

Stash-spot, but I get my roll on

Gettin' my matches, then gettin' my toke on

Yes indeed, now I'm ridin', get my loc on

Soda poppin', it don't quit

Here we go again, another hit

Fifteen-hunnit, I've got you stunnit

I'm blunnit, I'm like Stevie Wonder (Hehe)

Yeah indeed, it's the S

The one and only, the king of the West

With nuthin' but the purple in my chest

This one's for my niggas and their guests, ya dig it?

You niggas bite me

I do this off the dome, ain't no need for me to write it

See, I'm the tightest

I'm like the, nigga in the encyclopedia, colitis

Listen to me, you know I spark it up

It's Snoop D-O-double-G, now gon' and chalk it up

Ego trippin', 40 oz, seven

Got the bitches dippin' (Hehe)

You know it's crackin', I'm back in action

Have a smoke, let's roll loc

On my grind, takin' my time

But if I could unwind (Keep your profit)

Girl I can't, I'm chasin' bank

Goin' hard in the paint (Keep your profit)

Give a little dough

Girl you gotta know, what niggas on the go

Understand your mane, but I'm in the game

But I really wanna be with you

What it was, what you smokin'?

What up loc?

I'm on the block, with my nephews

Paying dues, new tennis shoes

Brand new car, feelin' good

How you livin' Dogg? I'm still in the hood

Pigs want me, so do these hoes

So I gotsta skip town and do these shows

I got money, but I need more

Everyday I don't which way I'mma go

But I'mma run, instead of walkin'

Still gangsta, still crip-walkin'

Still talkin' shit, still doin' me

Snoop D-O-double-G (Haha)

Ya see me?

I'm the mellow-mellow baby in that yellow pair of C's

Woke up early in the mornin', six o'clock on the dot

Ain't paid my gas bill, my shower water ain't hot

I've been thinkin' about way to get up outta this spot

I've been thinkin', about goin' to the East Side

To the East Side (One more baby)

To the East Side

But I really wanna be with you

If I was you, and you was me (Hehe)

Nigga, you's a flea

You could never be, D-O-double-G

That's what they tellin' me

What they sellin' me?

It ain't nuttin'

So erryday, it's how we move

Nigga, watch the tray sway

Watch the beat knock, watch the beat bang

Watch Snoopy D-O-double-G do his thang

Sing this song, go ahead dogg

Make it sound good, try to holla at all them broads

Baby cute, but her friend is finer

Talk to a nigga, let's go to Mel's Diner

Me and you baby, over breakfast and brunch

Have a dick in ya mouth, haha, that's lunch

Gangsta shit, from a gangsta crip

Let's roll out my nigga, I think it's time to dip

On my grind, takin' my time

But if I could unwind (Keep your profit)

Girl I can't, I'm chasin' bank

Goin' hard in the paint (Keep your profit)

Give a little dough

Girl you gotta know, what niggas on the go

Understand your mane, but I'm in the game

And I really wanna be with you

Woke up early in the mornin', six o'clock on the dot

Ain't paid my gas bill, my shower water ain't hot

I've been thinkin' about way to get up outta this spot

I've been thinkin', about goin' to the East Side

To the East Side (One more baby)

To the East Side

But I really wanna be with you

That's so gangsta

Yeah, that's so gangsta, woo!

Fifteen-hunnit hahaha

Your bitch ran up to me the other day in the club talkin' bout

"I know um... Lorenz from Fifteen-hunnit"

I said: "Bitch, you betta get out my face

Unless you got Fifteen-hunnit in cash up on"

You know what I'm talkin' about?

Really wanna be witchu

Stormy Weather lyrics - Snoop Dogg & Willie Hutch

King Boo, rest in peace

Yeah, that's right y'all

Radio station, 187.4FM on your dial

And this one's brought to you by Dogg House Records

Welcome to tha Chuuch, Vol. 5 (The Revival)

This is the new cut from Snoop Dogg and Willie Hutch

Right here, on W-Balls, check it out, y'all

The game is so fast, at times I have to say I slow up

Parlay with my partners at the pad and we just roll up

Smoke one, get a dub, yeah, my boys run it up

Challenge any competitor, we waitin' on y'all to set it up

Everywhere we go, just to let you know, we so professional

We came here to chill out, you suckers gon' peel out

Many get fall out 'cause we gon' ball out

And always go all out, everywhere is Dogg House

D-O-double-jizzy, get busy, I stay busy

You see me so much you start to get the seesaw feeling

Saw to the real man

And I'ma tell you how I feel, mane

See, it's a new year, new time

To design some new lines

Some new slang, some new game

We do things you do, mane

You through, mane? Nah

But I'ma let my uncle Willie Hutch step up

Say a lil' something, speak on the realest shit

I don't know why (Preach)

There's no sun up in the sky

Stormy weather

Since my girl and I been together, yeah

It keeps on raining all the while, yeah

Oh my life is so bare

Gloom and misery everywhere

Stormy weather

Since my girl and I been together, yeah

Oh, it keeps raining all the while

Oh, since you went away

The blues walked in and met me

If you don't come back I tell you that rocking chair's gonna get me

I hope and I pray

That the lord above will let me

Walk in the sun, yeah

Once more

I can't go on, I can't go on

Everything I had is gone

Stormy weather

Since my girl and I been together

Oh, it keeps raining all the while (Yeah)

Keep on raining (To all my listeners out there that's driving in them cars right now)

Keeps on raining (If your car's in traffic and the rain is getting to you, turn this up real loud)

Don't you know (Got to give a shoutout to my main man, the Godfather, out there in Las Vegas)

That this is the stormy weather (Always fishin' out Lady Juan)

Since my girl and I been together

Rain on (See some thotties full of—)

Ah (Uncle June, buzz, come on, the pimp buddies are mine)

It keeps raining (Supafly, my main man, hold that nigga down, too)

All the while, all the while (That's right, radio station W-Balls givin' you the best music)

Stormy weather (And that's off that, uh, "Welcome to tha Chuuch, Vol. 5 (The Revival)")

Since my little girl and I been together (We'll be right back with you and right back at you in just a hot second)

Ah, stormy weather (Until then, we gon' play some bills, but you know the station that does the most on the coast)

Since my little girl and I been together, ah (187.4FM on your dial, Doggystyle, W-Balls, preach)

75 To 85 lyrics - Snoop Dogg & Kurupt

Say it, Blaire

Say it, say it, Blaire

What it is?

Oh, it ain't nothin'

You know me

Stickin' to the script, baby

1975, turnt out from watching this MAC flame

All of my homies outside and they turning some backflips

Running, playing hide, go seek, freeze-tagging all them games

I'm in the house putting together, this a masterclass

It's hard to explain that

But long as I'm on point, I know you gon' bang that

Remain that, I need my thing back

You see, I came back the same cat, in the same lap, yeah

I aspire to be

Politicians and teachers, they all lies to me

I see mink coats, bad hoes, long cash

My future is lookin' bright

I'm a hustler by day, but I'm a gangster at night

Yeah, my vision with vision, see, my attention to witness

Took advantage of Ross, climbin' 'round the rug, movin' chickens

Easy pickings, ain't no dickin' involved

Get my money every day, baby, stay on the walls

They want to stay on the wall, they lowin', make me a call

Young puppet, Dogg, now, baby, go and get involved

More money, more problems, well, problem solved

You got to double me up, like I was Paul Rezar

1985, turnt out and watching some Crip shit

All my homies was wearing Kakis, t-shirts, and biscuits

Sittin', putting together plans, how we gon' get rich

Come up off of this crack sack, hit the strip with a bitch

Sittin', watchin' my TV, sittin', watchin' him TV

I got dreams and goals of gettin' money in a Rolls

Press go, hoes, yeah, they love me, for sure

Do anything 'fore a nigga hit the strip for the dough

That's my get up and go, ho, she get the dough and then go

Bring it back to a Mac, yeah, ho to the low

Forever, in the day, on a mission for the pay

See, I gotta get paid, or else, you gon' feel it

The realest is forever in the day

Coca leaves'll make you gay

Kurupt, motherfucker, in this bitch, and you not for play

And if it's word to Game, my nickel in my hand

Panic attack, dumpin' on anything anywhere

Goin' for the bounce, baby, an ounce of this game

Might save your life, I prepare shells and it rains, like-

BODR (2022)

Still Smokin lyrics - Snoop Dogg

Say, my nigga, huh

You not gon' believe this shit when I tell you this, cuh

Nigga, I had the craziest motherfucking dream

Listen when I tell you this, my nigga

I had a dream I was back on Death Row Records

We gon' take a trip right now

Like we always do about this time

No, we didn't

Haha, yes, he did

What the fuck is up, niggas and niggettes? Oh, yeah

We back up in this motherfucker

You wouldn't believe me even if I told you niggas

My game is cold, I could still mold you niggas

Roll you niggas a fat stick of that chronic

A hundred sixty million dollar man (What?), bitch, I'm bionic

SN, lesson (Huh?), step in (What? Huh?), automatic weapon

Death Row, oh, no, can't let this shit go

I think about Pac, I think about Suge, I think about Nate

I think I left a small piece on my plate

I'ma rework this shit and get a few things straight

Not here to debate, just simply wanna vibe and create

Smoke a little sticky-icky, drop my vocals on tape

And call my lil' cute bitch who loves smokin' on vapes

Let that settle in, Death Row back in (What up?)

Cuh gon' let 'em in (Ayy)

Ain't no love lost, nigga, understand me? (What?)

Those my carnales, that's my family (Haha)

We back on buzz

We ride for each other 'cause that's what it is, nigga

And that's what it was

Harry-O got freed up, unfinished business

We LLC'd up, Los Angeles G'd up

Yeah, yeah, I don't love you no more

Gun Smoke lyrics - Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg, what up, cuh?

What up, Snoop Dogg? What's up, my nigga?

What a G, what up, though, my nigga? What's happenin' with it?

Shit, you know me, my nigga (Blaze that shit up)

Aww, they in the 'Nati just doin' what I do, haha

Oh, for real? Sure, I could dig that

Oh, you wanna hear that?

What a G, nigga, I am where it's cookin' at

Nigga, ain't no lookin' back

Nigga, what you lookin' at?

Lost it in the dice game, took it back

Look at that nigga with the black on

Me and Tek back on

I'm the rapper, so I got to get my rap on

He's the producer with the bass

Now clap on, snap on my fit

Shoot it, shawty, hit it (Ooh)

Lit it slow, really, though, from the city, though

Where they kill for a penny

Shot him, saved him, sent him back to the hideaway

I'm tryna find a ride away

Grew up on the darker side, pray for a brighter day

Fuck the alphabet, PD and the C to the I, the A

Every nigga grab a K, aim it in the same way

Until they fuckin' go away

Bang it 'til they blow away

Tryna do a show a day

Raised my level, lowered my car

And shoot at these motherfuckin' fake rap stars (Nope)

I'd rather not, too much time to be taken

Ain't no fakin' when you cakin' and bakin'

And makin' moves like a CEO

Tellin' only cheat a ho

Threw up the set to seek a friend, a foe

'Cause I ain't got nothin' for 'em but some info

Small bag of indo, a pot to piss in

And a one-room flat so he can throw it out the window

Yep, Tek, this my intro, haha

Doggy, where you hangin' at?

Homie, can you bring it back?

We need some money and some things and a starter pack

A few tickets and we'll kick it back to you, loc

No thang, a friendly game of some gun smoke

Coming Back lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Nefertitti Avani & October London)

Five, four, three, two, one

Yessir, haha

2022

Big Snoop D-O-Double G

Ayo Battlecat

You know what time it is, it's time to do this shit we usually do

Let's go

Hah

What's my name?

Say what?

When times get tough, I want to give it up

And I just can't let go like that

And girl, how long it took to build it up

There must be some reason why he callin' back (I'm back)

I'm back in this bitch ready to do it again

Light that Chronic, where my Gin?

They lettin' real niggas up out of the pen

Roller skate, now roll again

I hit my sweet spot, streets got back on lead

Beatbox, heat rocks, talk that shit

Plottin', plan it, bakin' inhale

Shakin' no shakin, while makin' demands

A lil' tension in the hood, but I'm loved by my fans

Same Dog stance and I get it from my hands

Really don't talk when its' time to do advance

Take a chance on yourself like I did on me

I was amazed like a kid on me

No smut, no shit on me

So far up, that I can't look now

But every once in a while I find my way back down

When times get tough, I want to give it up

And I just can't let go like that (Man)

And girl, how long it took to build it up

There must be some reason why he callin' back (Can all the people say)

Woah (Yeah, c'mon)

Hah, yeah

And all the ladies in the back, lemme hear you say

Woah (Yeah, c'mon now)

Yeah, feel good to ya

Yeah, 'cause it's good for ya, c'mon

Yeah, get ya groove on

A-get ya skate on, roll on

Hey Doggy (Yeah)

What's that mean?

That means I'm back on the floor, get ya dough

Every player that I know give a fuck about a ho

Hey Doggy (Yeah)

What's that mean?

That means I'm back on the roll, gettin' more dough

And tell 'em Snoop Dogg said so

When times get tough, I want to give it up

And I just can't let go like that

And girl, how long it took to build it up

There must be some reason why he callin' back

(Yeah, so uh, heard you back on Death Row; That's right?)

Yeah, fasho

Sandwich Bag lyrics - Snoop Dogg

So Harry-O out, huh? (Yup)

Well, you tell him I said pull up on me

I got a sandwich bag for him (Right, right, right)

(Right, right, yeah)

Never seen a bag that I ain't like

Lambchop with the doors off

Lil' bitch, you know I got a wife

As she proceed to take her clothes off

Self-driven, this the life I chose

My tunnel vision was somethin' like El Chapo's

Black Swan on my toes, watch for the potholes

I rather focus on how much water the pot holds

Started out breakin' records, now we breakin' records

Never thought I would be famous for my indiscretions

She up and down on my pole, but this ain't no election

I'm busy fuckin' the globe, bitch, I don't need protection

Correction; this my C-section, how ya livin'?

They makin' music but we on a different algorithm

Lookin' at life through a glass jar, cloudy vision

All I ever needed was one mic, Scottie Pippen

I thought I told niggas this come with the territory

New gold digger, that come with the territory

The lifestyles of the rich get dangerous

Some die with a name, others die nameless

I heard they plottin' on me, that come with the territory

Keep that thang on me, yeah, that's self-explanatory

But I ain't trippin', speakin' the truth will get you canceled fast

That's Dre drop, this type of talk come with a sandwich bag

I'm in this bitch with a double cup

She wanna smoke, lemme show you the ropes, double dutch

Time to level up, nigga, paper been long

Gators hangin' out the Lamb', Fred Flintstone

B-baller, s-shot caller

Twenty-inch blades and they on the Impala

So many years in the game, I done became a Rottweiler

Survivor, with motherfuckin' diamonds on my collar

Made nigga, fuck yo' advice, really got a billi' in my sights

Blowin Za', reachin' new heights

Buckle up, we 'bout to take flight

Cartier froze, just watch

VV's drippin' on Watts

FedEx, I'm beatin' up the box

Bad bitches, drop it like it's hot

I thought I told niggas this come with the territory

She a gold digger, that come with the territory

The lifestyles of a Crip get dangerous

Some die with a name, others die nameless

I heard they plottin' on me, that come with the territory

I keep that rocket on me, yeah, that's self-explanatory

Tread light, homie, they don't understand the math

This real spill, this shit come with a sandwich bag

Conflicted lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Nas)

If God for me, who could be against me?

I guess all them niggas that's against me

They the ones stirrin' up the conflict

Then try to make it out like I'm conflicted

Bitches

East Coast niggas in six-fours hittin' switches (Shit)

It's not a conflict of interest

Cuh, them niggas with the business

West Coast niggas rockin' them Timberlands deep up in them trenches

It's no difference

Neither one play games when swingin' for them fences

We want the finer things, the shit that's expensive

The shit that hit 'em either close range or at a distance

If God for me, nigga, why bother?

I got my game from the Godfather (Woof)

Top of the food chain, rock bottom

And handled my business when it was my problem

G shit, nigga flossin' with a gold chain

I got my Turkish rope with matchin' gold fangs

Bomber jacker in the winter, it's a cold game

I met some East Coast niggas up in Spokane (What up?)

Some of the realest niggas in this dope game

I got my curly top, lookin' like Special Ed

Clean fade on the side, bumpin' that redhead

Clean tags when I ride, duckin' the fed-feds

East Coast niggas, they get that bread-bread

You fuck with them niggas, you end up dead-dead

Them West Coast niggas, they leave that lead spread

And now you got bullets all in your dread head

If God for me, who could be against me?

I guess all them niggas that's against me

They the ones stirrin' up the conflict

Then try to make it out like I'm conflicted

Bitches

Still tryna fuck the riches

East Coast niggas in six-fours hittin' switches (Shit)

It's not a conflict of interest

Cuh, them niggas with the business

West Coast niggas rockin' them Timberlands deep up in them trenches

It's no difference

Fourth and inches

I'm finna hit a lick and handle business

I got a down bitch, she real vicious

Rock-a-bye baby, no witness

This is not even a conflict

You niggas on nonsense

Niggas die the same way in Brooklyn and Compton

But niggas with that gang-gang, them niggas make a profit

Niggas on top, niggas stay poppin'

Look, see, I was the high school Slick Rick, I was stylin'

Fat gold chain with an African medallion

Hip-hop connoisseur and Rollin' 20 Crippin'

Rap game real tight, freestyle was magnificent

All about the clout and all about my dividends

Them older niggas couldn't tell me different

I need a 'round the way girl to let me stick it in

Showtime at the Apollo

I'm drinking OE up out the bottle

Take two swigs and pour out a little liquor for my niggas who won't live to see tomorrow

If God for me, who could be against me?

I guess all them niggas that's against me

They the ones stirrin' up the conflict

Then try to make it out like I'm conflicted

Daddy lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Emo Trap)

Say, boo, what's happenin'?

I need you to come see me on Saturday, alright?

Got this plan I need to run by, 'kay?

Alright, Daddy love you too

Daddy, daddy, da-da-daddy, daddy

Daddy, daddy, da-daddy (Uh, uh), daddy (Yeah, yeah)

Daddy, daddy, da-daddy

Scoot up Lamborghini with lil' shawty, she the baddest

She gon' roll the weed, shoot the gun, she a savage

She put up with my shit, so if she want it, I'ma grab it

Ice all on your neck, I put them horses in the carriage

Scoot up Lamborghini with lil' shawty, she the baddest

She gon' roll the weed, shoot the gun, she a savage

She put up with my shit, so if she want it, I'ma grab it

Ice all on your neck, I put them horses in the carriage

Break laws, big kahunas, and big balls

Bad bitches, I break 'em off, the big boss is back at you, pissed off

She ain't got no direction, she a bit lost

I kick it off at my penthouse loft downtown 'cross the city

She saditty, but we don't really fall in that category

She go silly for Daddy

Cincinnati bread, she do what Daddy said

From gourmet meal cookin' to givin' Daddy some head

All her bottoms is red, niggas draped in blue

Never broke a stare, she make it do what it do

Welcome to my family, from me to you

I ain't your father, I'm your daddy, bitch

Keep Daddy rich

Hold it down and don't let Daddy slip

I'm out of town, I'll be back, daddy trip

I'm gone, sit back and watch Daddy dip (Yeah)

Scoot up Lamborghini with lil' shawty, she the baddest

She gon' roll the weed, shoot the gun, she a savage

She put up with my shit, so if she want it, I'ma grab it

Ice all on your neck, I put them horses in the carriage

Scoot up Lamborghini with lil' shawty, she the baddest

She gon' roll the weed, shoot the gun, she a savage

She put up with my shit, so if she want it, I'ma grab it

Ice all on your neck, I put them horses in the carriage

Ooh, I ain't your father, I'm your-

Yeah, I ain't your father, I'm your-

Yeah, I ain't your father, I'm your-

I'm a big time nigga, not a bitch-flyin' nigga

Zip tie, nigga, don't try, nigga

Low patience, no fakin', I slip by, nigga

Get up in her ear, now your bitch mines, nigga

Quit lyin', nigga, your bitch for the streets

Gettin' closer to Daddy, I put her on a leash before that bitch get loose

Now we on the roof

Bitch brought the liquor, big Daddy got the juice

Five, four, three, two, one, I see her run

Captivate her mind, hop off that gun

I proceed to put the game up in her

Don't worry 'bout it, nigga, she's with a winner (Ooh-wee)

I drop the top, she light the weed up

Cruise control, I don't speed up (Ah)

Super Crip with a bitch up in the caddy

I'm not your father, bitch, I'm your daddy

She call me daddy like she don't know who her daddy is

I go up in her 'til she know I'm like a sedative

Cuttin' up like Jimmy Bones

When they pull up to my house, she gon' let 'em in

Homie like to let 'em in

Casamigo' in my body tryna settle in

I just put back on my clothes, now she wet again

She ain't trippin' 'bout no bitch that she look better than

Gotta buy my bitch a body, she my medicine

Scoot up Lamborghini with lil' shawty, she the baddest

She gon' roll the weed, shoot the gun, she a savage

She put up with my shit, so if she want it, I'ma grab it

Ice all on your neck, I put them horses in the carriage

Scoot up Lamborghini with lil' shawty, she the baddest

She gon' roll the weed, shoot the gun, she a savage

She put up with my shit, so if she want it, I'ma grab it

Ice all on your neck, I put them horses in the carriage

Da-daddy, daddy (Yeah)

Daddy, daddy (Yeah)

Da-daddy, daddy (Yeah)

Daddy, daddy (Yeah)

Da-daddy, daddy (Yeah)

Daddy, daddy (Yeah)

Da-daddy, daddy (Yeah)

Daddy, daddy (Yeah)

Da-daddy, daddy (Yeah, damn)

Daddy, daddy (Yeah, I feel like I'm forgettin' somethin')

Da-daddy, daddy (Yeah, oh, yeah)

Daddy, daddy (Yeah, I remember that shit)

Doggystylin lyrics - Snoop Dogg

Dre let a Dogg out, killed 'em with 187 (Seven)

Nigga kept it gangsta, Doggy the one they checkin' (Checkin')

Bangin' in the party soon as a nigga step in (Step in)

All blue hoodie coverin' up my weapon (Weapon)

All blue Chucks, blue bandana hangin' (Hangin')

Eastside Long Beach, 20 Crip gangin' (Sup, cuh?)

Tell them niggas as I put the weed to the flame (Yeah)

Nigga droppin' Doggystyle, 'bout to change the game

Capture gang life in my music (Music)

Bust a freestyle and niggas lose it (Lose it)

Funky worm, funky bassline

Get your bang on and party at the same time (Say what?)

I'm 'bout to show 'em how I put it down (Yeah)

You niggas never heard this raw sound (Yeah)

Killers on my team, I got all hounds (All hounds)

Spittin' rounds with the motherfuckin' Dogg Pound (Motherfuckin' Dogg Pound)

Put in work, stood my ground (Yes, uh-huh)

Murder case? Beat the trial (Say what?)

I tell all the homies, "Turn around" (Turn around)

While I fuck this world doggy style (Ooh-wee)

Doggy on that Eastside shit (Eastside)

C-walkin', throwin' up Crip (Crip)

Keep it gangsta everywhere I go

Doggystylin', everybody know (Yes, sir)

I got the pedal to the floor, nigga (Uh, uh)

Sta-Sof in the 'fro, nigga (Uh, uh)

Representin' Death Row, nigga

Doggystylin', everybody know

I got my mind on my money and my 9 on me

Don't try it, homie, last nigga tried, nigga died on me

Slide homie the MAC for niggas tryna ride on me

Five shots to the back of your hat (Homicide on me)

Doggy all about the money, platinum hits, classic shit

You have to admit this nigga don't quit

Grab the clicky, it's lookin' iffy, all my Eastsiders ridin' with me

Real niggas keep it a buck fifty

A hundred fifty deep on the ground

Ghetto bird spotlight makin' rounds

Chillin' with a thick bitch, she like, "Daddy, how?"

Turn around, bitch, you know I like it doggy style

Doggy on that Eastside shit (Eastside)

C-walkin', throwin' up Crip (Crip)

Keep it gangsta everywhere I go

Doggystylin', everybody know (Yes, sir, yes, sir)

I got the pedal to the floor, nigga (Haha, uh, uh)

Sta-Sof in the 'fro, nigga (Haha, uh, uh)

Representin' Death Row, nigga

Doggystylin', everybody know

Crip Ya Enthusiasm lyrics - Snoop Dogg

Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well

You know I'm coming by the smell

I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air

Party people, wave your hands like you just don't care

Crip your enthusiasm

Mm, pen and paper, money maker, let the beat ride

Let me put you up on this nigga from the east side

This nigga born ready, serve a nigga ether

With the pen or off the heady, this nigga flow is deadly (Where he at?)

Right here, Snoop Dogg, I'm with the G Child

Play something, let me fuck you up just with this freestyle (That's dope)

For sure, but let's make a real record with real effort

'Cause my pen game is lethal cyanide mixed with ether

Spittin' nothin' but them hits out

The Chronic put the world up on this shit Snoopy been about

I wrote it down, needed backup, called the hounds

I'm worldwide, you know the voice, you know the sound (Ha-ha)

Paint it like Picasso, my spot on top of the charts

You ain't fuckin' with the Dogg, I do this shit every day

I don't play with this here, just look at my resume

I'm probably Pimp of the Year, that's what all the players say

My smooth tone, reppin' for the blue zone

Crip shit, for niggas to get they groove on (Hey)

I tell my street life glory in a east side story

I got that Hall of Fame pen game, nigga, ain't shit changed

Still leave you niggas assed out like Ving Rhames

Ever since I started, I've been all about big things

Crip it, curve it, flip it and serve it

I'm at your service so don't get nervous

These are words coming from the Dogg

And everything I do is lit (Yes, sir)

Hoppin' right along, tryna get my party on

Call my nigga (Leon Black), let's go bust a bitch (Mm)

La-di-da-di, Snoopy's in the party

Smokin' that yessir, the best served, that's good for everybody

It's some players in the house, if you see 'em, point 'em out

Pulled up in that Bentley with my nigga Leon Black with me

That's simply two layers of mackin' on you bitches

Like true players (But I'm here with my baby daddy), bitch, who cares?

We came to make the party crack, no games

I'm in the party strapped, Snoop Dogg and Black, now, where the party at?

Pop that champagne bottle, we goin' up full throttle

Don't matter, wherever Snoopy go, these hoes gon' follow

Glasses up, we toastin', Backwoods I'm smokin'

V.I.P., I'm posted, eeny-meeny-miney

You know where to find me

With a cute-faced bitch, big ass and waist tiny

I got 'em lined up like tic-tac-toe, that's three in a row

An exotic bitch, a snow bunny and me and your ho

We all up in the club livin' our best life

Black gave a nigga thumbs, nigga like, "That's right"

Hit the dance floor with some twins, they was close friends

Back that ass up, she said, "Grab it with both hands"

Now players do what players do

You know the Dogg, no sugar-coatin', I speak the truth

I make the rules, grip it, curve it, flip it and serve it

I'm at your service, now, don't get nervous

Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well

You know I'm coming by the smell

I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air

Party people, wave your hands like you just don't care

Crip your enthusiasm

Yeah, say what?

Crip your enthusiasm

Okay, like that?

Say what, say what?

Crip your enthusiasm

Uh, like this?

Yeah, Crip your enthusiasm

Uh

Gotta Keep Pushing lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. T.I. & Sleepy Brown)

(Blackberry molasses)

(One of the things that never change)

(You gotta keep pushing on)

(The sun don't rain all the time)

(There's gonna be some heartache and pain)

You gotta keep pushing on

Just sitting here reminiscing, man

Pushing on

Gotta keep pushing on

Mm

You gotta keep push-

Who remember growing up eating Corn Flakes?

Spend the night at granny house 'cause momma on a date

So you ate what you ate and you ate it quick

'Cause you knew your grandma, she ain't play that shit

Paw Paw, he stayed in another house

With another woman, she a brick house

Growing up fast was a shit show

It's a few things I learned from the get go

A few folks in my fam fell down

Then they got they feet back on solid ground

And came back around and showed me how to fail

See there's a lesson every time a nigga take a L

Dead or in jail, that's the fairytale

What I know about it? I know it very well

That's why I don't stop, won't stop, can't quit

Keep pushing making that dope shit

You gotta keep push-

Through the good and the bad

Whether happy or sad

Tryna stand as a man

You gotta keep pushing on

We will see what they do

Keep your head up and move

Love will always come through (Yeah, a'ight Snoop)

You gotta keep push-

Through hell or high water, keep my confidence on the level

Let my family support me, it could be me against whoever

Say I'm cancelled, I say even better

Man, who gon' tell 'em?

Your opinion doesn't validate me, I been the shit

In my hood, can't get no better, could never intimidate me

Trap music say we geniuses, politics say we crazy (Shit)

Man, I was selling Ye when Brenda had a baby

When nothing but hip-hop could come and save me

And I just sat there on the pavement

Tryna find a way to make some payment

Had first dibs when they came in

Selling pounds of reefer was strange then (What?)

For eight thousand they gave me ten of 'em

Drove to make it make twenty off the same ten

All our lives we were taught to just hold the pain in (For real)

Imitate Neanderthals and copy cavemen

Can't teach a man how to make it with a handout

Fuck fitting in, keep pushing until you standout

You gotta keep push-

Through the good and the bad

Whether happy or sad

Tryna stand as a man

You gotta keep pushing on

We will see what they do

Keep your head up and move

Love will always come through

You gotta keep pushing on

Through the good and the bad

Whether happy or sad

Tryna stand as a man

You gotta keep pushing on

We will see what they do

Keep your head up and move

Love will always come through

You gotta keep pushing on

Blackberry molasses

One of the things that never change

You gotta keep pushing on

House I Built lyrics - Snoop Dogg

Yo, Nick (Yo)

So, uh, how much is my Sandbox worth right now?

Your sand- your sand token?

Yeah, what's my- (Just your token?)

Yeah (Uh, four-point- four-point-eight)

What did it start off at?

Three hundred thousand dollars

So it's at $4.8 million?

Yeah

Cash

Ayo, Hit-Boy

I think it's time for another one

Yeah, haha

I'm Snoop Dogg- Dogg

And my rhyme- rhyme- rhymes are fresh

I'm Snoop Dogg- Dogg

And my rhyme- rhyme- rhymes are fresh

Walkin' through The Sandbox with flip-flops on

This reminds me of a hip-hop song (Right on)

No Instagrams, no TikToks on

You run up on the Dogg and get bip-bopped on (Bip-bopped on?)

Back in the days, yeah, they took my songs

But if I get back, then I could live like that (Facts)

See, we don't cry over spilled milk

I'm Snoop Dogg, baby, and I'm smooth as silk

Every beat I rapped on, that bitch was killed

Every brim I wore, that ho was tilt

I'm standin' tall like I'm walkin' on stilts

Aftermath on blast from the house I built, uh (Haha)

And that's east to the west, right?

The niggas on my team, they say they livin' they best life

A drug dealer turned CEO

And I'ma show you how to get this dough

Livin' what I call the way I did it

Doin' it my way, that's how I get it

Reppin' the east side, Long Beach city

Keepin' it gangsta is all I know, know

We gon' throw our set up (Set up)

And we gon' get our bread up

While I roll my weed up

In my Sandbox with my feet up (Feet up)

We keep blowin' trees, all these emergencies

A hundred-million-dollar deals with this cryptocurrency

Spitter, hitter, did her, get her, man, I got a lotta moves

Used to spend a lotta bread on a whole lotta jewels

Fools learn fast, so I must be the fastest

Took all my classes, learned it by the masses

Surpassed all the masters, now I'm the master

Last thing out there is my Doggystyle masters

Yeah, I gotta have it like a bad habit

'Cause Doggystyle, nigga, was a motherfuckin' classic (Ooh-wee)

Am I lyin'? No, you not

It was hot, so motherfucker, gimme what you got

Now we can get off into some gangsta shit

We can laugh, toast or blast (What up, cuz?)

Or you can be a gentleman

And handle this shit like you got some class

Livin' what I call the way I did it

Doin' it my way, that's how I get it

Reppin' the east side, Long Beach city

Keepin' it gangsta is all I know, know

We gon' throw our set up (Set up)

And we gon' get our bread up

While I roll my weed up

In my Sandbox with my feet up (Feet up)

I'm Snoop Dogg- Dogg

And my rhyme- rhyme- rhymes are fresh

I'm Snoop Dogg- Dogg

And my rhyme- rhyme- rhymes are fresh

Hit-Boy, Snoop Dogg

Outside The Box lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Nate Dogg)

[Snoop Dogg:]

Yeah, this is dedicated to the niggas that was down from day one

Welcome back

[Nate Dogg:]

Every time I turn around, every time they hear my sound

They get me all up underground, still inside the box

Fuck what they say, just be, the Black folk like it, it's a hit

How can this true gangster shit be still outside the box?

[Snoop Dogg:]

We came from a place where our hearts are pure

People wanna know what we're marchin' for

Grouped up, scooped up all my pals

Flavor for days, so much style

They can't even put it in a box now (Wow)

Stepped out, gator smile, wait a while

"Excuse me, Snoopy, can we get a flick?"

I ain't really trippin', go on, take that shit

What? It's really gon' be 'bout gettin' love

And that's only 'cause I give love

I stand up for it, I manned up for it like a brother 'posed to

Went through, go through, goin' through, knowin' you

Showin' you, flowin' to and the mental to grow into

Let bygones be bygones

So you can be an icon like I've done

[Nate Dogg:]

Every time I turn around, every time they hear my sound

They get me all up underground, still inside the box

Fuck what they say, just be, the Black folk like it, it's a hit

How can this true gangster shit be still outside the box?

[Snoop Dogg:]

Own it like I want it, that's 24/7

Me and my dawgs on the highway to Heaven

Just put a Funko in 7-Eleven

It's a trifecta, me, Jasmine, and Kevin

Built a massive team that's passion themed

Do it for the love, on top there's the cream

I do it 'til I did that, get enough

Run it up, rake enough, make enough to give back

What? It's really gon' be 'bout gettin' love

And that's only 'cause I give love

I stand up for it, I manned up for it like a brother 'posed to

Went through, go through, goin' through, knowin' you

Showin' you, flowin' to and the mental to grow into

Let bygones be bygones

So you can be an icon like I've done

[Nate Dogg:]

Every time I turn around, every time they hear my sound

They get me all up underground, still inside the box

Fuck what they say, just be, the Black folk like it, it's a hit

How can this true gangster shit be still outside the box?

Jersey In The Rafters lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. The Game)

Ayo, Dogg, what's happenin' with motherfuckin' hip-hop, man?

Give us some lyrics, cuh

Some of that real hip-hop, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Boy, you lost it, nigga

[Snoop Dogg:]

It was him (Who?) then me (Who?) and no one after

So I blazed my trail and wrote my own chapters

Stomped down pterodactical raptors

Game's sustained, my new jersey's in the rafters

Statisticians, they keep up with it

No sleep 'til they get it

And once they got it, they count it

So I learned how to dismount it

My landing was perfect

A man with a purpose

I learned to resurface

A boss but no workers

While you're sleepin', I'm lurkin'

I'm shifty at fifty, I keep the work and I'm workin'

Big Snoop D-O-double-G

Yellow like bumblebee

Mellow like R&B

Your bitches keep followin' me

I'm right where I oughta be

Plottin' my pottery

I'm watchin' my calories

Rechargin' my batteries

A ticket up front? That's my usual salary

They imitatin' my style, shit, I call it flattery

I'm here forever, nigga, and that's just what that'll be

Look it up, hook it up

Charge it to the game until you book it up

Take a picture, nigga, look at us

Hit-Boy and Snoop Dogg in the kitchen, nigga, cookin' up

[The Game:]

Ayy, Dogg, get on the phone with Dre, tell Dre call Interscope, tell them niggas run me my shit or else, nigga

The Game's to be sold, Blood, not to be told, Blood

The chronic get broke down, Backwoods get rolled up

Yup, fifty Bloods when I showed up

What's beef? Chopper turnin' niggas into cold cuts

Snoop told me, "Show love," but niggas ain't deserve it

I'ma talk my shit like I'm the next rapper murdered

Red sedan swervin' with the Peter Pan workin'

Hand-to-hand serve 'em right outside of Tam Burgers

Bullets ain't got no names, my fully quick to aim

I bully niggas for change, I pulled in to rip the strings

Puppet master, F&N's got 'em duckin' faster

Aftermath, you niggas know it ain't nothin' after

I can't chill 'til I see a hundred mil'

Hop off a PJ in Aruba with a blunt and chill

My old apartment still in action, water runnin' still

And if I can't kill you, these L.A. summers will

[Snoop Dogg:]

It was him then me and no one after

So I blazed my trail and wrote my own chapters

Stomped down pterodactical raptors

Game's sustained, my new jersey's in the rafters (Nigga)

Yeah

2022

Death Row Records

'Nough said

Pop Pop lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. DaBaby)

He think he all of that

He think he all of that

And I know, and I know

I know you ain't with it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Pop, pop, pop (Yeah, yeah), I did it

I am turnt up on them cheap-ass niggas (Let's go)

I take an L, keep givin' 'em hell, I ain't ever been a weak-ass nigga (Yeah, yeah)

I ain't really got no sleep, not really

Told mama these niggas gotta see 'bout me, everywhere I go, I keep one with me

Come around me, I gotta see ID (Bitch), ho, you must be crazy

Bitch, I be NBA ballin' (Yeah)

We have an NBA party (Go)

Bitch, sign that

Don't pull out your phone, don't try that (Uh-uh)

'Fore I leave out, where's my iron at?

They know when I came in icy as fuck, I really don't care 'bout diamonds

These niggas can't stand how I'm shinin' (Face it, nigga)

He think he all of that

And I know, and I know

I know you ain't with it

Pop, pop, pop, I did it

He think he all of that

And I know, and I know

I know you ain't with it

Pop, pop, pop, I did it

Now ever since the pandemic, nigga been on lockdown

When you see me movin', probably cruisin' with my top down

Keep an exit plan, right hand for the knock out

DaBaby and the Dogg, motherfuckers better watch out

Doin' overtime for my grind, I never clock out (Nope)

Twenty-five thousand square feet for my rock house (Yup)

Vet her first, met her first, and let her burst

I got it poppin', four hoppin', niggas coppin' real estate up in my metaverse

He think he all of that

And I know, and I know

I know you ain't with it

Pop, pop, pop, I did it

He think he all of that

And I know, and I know

I know you ain't with it

Pop, pop, pop, I did it

Catch a Vibe lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. HeyDeon)

[Snoop Dogg:]

I don't know them niggas

Nigga, why don't you roll up there with me?

Nigga, quit actin' scary

If we both go up there, it's gon' look like somethin' up

Now you know niggas get real paranoid when they see a gang of motherfuckers walkin' up

Now this legendary shit is brought to you by

The D-O-double-G, twenty years of luxury

20 Crippin', fuck with me, east side hustler

Plus a cold motherfucker, you can't get enough of me

Ultramagnetic, these bitches gon' spread it for me

Chain lookin' sleepy, diamonds all embedded

Party poppin' like it's Beat Street, everybody lit

Everybody gettin' ready, summertime about to hit again

California's the spot (Spot)

I'm worldwide whether you like it or not (Not), hop in the whip (Whip)

Drop it and dip (Dip), top of the mornin', I'm out with a bitch

I'm in these streets clockin' a grip (Money)

I'm never gon' slip, never gon' fall off, grab that sawed-off

Everything above your neck (Baow), I blow that all off

You ain't in my bracket (Bracket) or my status quo

Snoop Dogg in the party with the baddest ho, let's go (Let's go)

[HeyDeon:]

Cruisin' down the 405 (405), yes

Take a break to catch a vibe (Catch a vibe)

Summertime I come alive (Come alive)

Happy, catch a vibe (Vibe), catch a vibe (Vibe)

Cruisin' down the 405 (405), yes

Take a break to catch a vibe (Catch a vibe)

Summertime I come alive (Come alive)

Happy, catch a vibe (Vibe), catch a vibe (Vibe)

[Snoop Dogg:]

Take a puff, flip the page, continue the story

I control the big stage, got fame and the glory

Money in the bank, from the streets to the business suites

From the Beach to executive meetings, more money, two million this week, nigga

From a street killer to a multi-million dollar weed dealer

Homies told you don't bring the bitch, Doggy Dogg might leave with her

The breadwinner (The breadwinner), I'm so rich and I'm never bitter

Runnin' game like a treadmill, cold nigga, big winner

Cruisin' down the 405, choose a place, yours or mine

We can make this legal paper, no need to read between the lines

Now we talkin' stocks and bonds, NFTs and cryptos

The money profit crackin', so to the bank a Crip go

I'm all about investments, I'm all your homies' reference

My boss moves on the top news, Snoop Dogg, he do not lose

The homie built a new franchise, needed one million, so I dropped two

Showed the nigga what the guap do when I stop through and I pop through and I got you

[HeyDeon:]

Cruisin' down the 405 (405), yes

Take a break to catch a vibe (Catch a vibe)

Summertime I come alive (Come alive)

Happy, catch a vibe (Vibe), catch a vibe (Vibe)

Cruisin' down the 405 (405), yes

Take a break to catch a vibe (Catch a vibe)

Summertime I come alive (Come alive)

Happy, catch a vibe (Vibe), catch a vibe (Vibe)

It's In The Air lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Jane Handcock & Uncle Murda)

Yeah

I need somethin' from David Ruffin right now

Where you at, David?

Kick some shit for me, cuh

It's in the air

Yeah

It's everywhere

Haha

Yeah

Uncle Murda

I know you with me, nigga

It's in the air

It's in the air

It's everywhere

I smell you, nigga

Haha

Snoop, I feel it in the air

West Coast, East Coast, you know the vibes

I used to be a soldier, nigga, I did what I was told

Bossed up, got niggas under me now that I control

Got interrogated for homicides, I ain't never fold

Sold drugs, sold pussy, ain't never sell my soul

Got shot, shot niggas, I been through all that shit

Wanted Jordans back when my mama couldn't afford them shits

Watching her struggle made me not wanna be a civilian

Acquired the finer things in life by being a villain

If you ain't played the field, you wouldn't understand my story

All them robberies we committed back then was mandatory (They was)

All your niggas might not be there for you when you need them

You gon' find out who is who when you fighting for your freedom

You in a gang, you'd be a fool to think everyone loyal

My kids don't know nothing 'bout struggling, all of them spoiled

That's why I do this shit, thought y'all niggas knew this shit

If I can't put food on they table, I'ma start shooting shit

It's in the air

It's everywhere

Said, it's in the air

It's in the air

It's everywhere

Ooh

Let me in this motherfucker, Murda

When yo-yonder, we ponder, slip raindrops

Shit don't stop, we be rocking 'til the pain stops

Meditate, take a hit and levitate

Sit your ass down, boy, let me get your head straight

Look into my eyes 'til your pupils dilate

And if you really want that smoke, then I must annihilate

Fly away with no one

'Pon my return, I'm on one

Which leads me to plead the fifth

On the sixth and the seventh, I was blowing an eighth

On the ninth and the tenth, I was back in LA

On the eleventh and the twelfth, I was in the UK

Ask anybody, regulate it

Separate it

A tall glass of orange juice, concentrate it

Spraying niggas down with the sucker repellant

So you can smell what I'm smoking and you can see what I'm selling, nigga

It's in the air

It's everywhere

It's in the air

It's everywhere

Ooh

Yeah, it's in the air

And I'm talking 'bout love, love is in the air

See, love is a deadly word though

It's a thin line between love and hate, my nigga

See, 'cause a nigga could hate you so much, right?

But he really love you

We Don't Gotta Worry No More lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, uh-huh, oh-oh

Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, ay (Yeah)

They don't know what we saw (You saw), the pain we come from (Oh)

But we ain't gotta worry no more (Whoa)

They don't know what we saw (We saw), the pain we come from (From)

But we ain't gotta worry no more

From residing in Long Beach to

Havin' the president at our arms reach to

My compound being so damn profound

They told me all of this shit was beyond me (Ooh-wee)

I seen homicides by way of drive-bys

Hoppin' on jets, funny how time flies

I got big shoes to fill, they Laurents, I

Shed a tear as I stare in my mom's eyes

Yeah, I prophesied it and I manifested

Yeah, my pockets were skinny, yeah, they was anorexic

Yeah, I beat a murder case and made your favorite records (Records)

Yeah, let me say this message

They don't know what we saw (You saw), the pain we come from (Oh)

But we ain't gotta worry no more (Whoa)

They don't know what we saw (We saw), the pain we come from (From)

But we ain't gotta worry no more

Uh, neighborhoods, the gentrified

Our efforts, they wanna minimize

But a nigga serve a living God

But sometimes, we still ask, "Why?"

'Cause they don't know my pain and struggle

All the shit I seen

'Cause they just see the flashin' lights, the car

The shit was a dream

Cousins is doin' life sentence

All of my bitches light-skinned

History in the making and we right in it

Grand slam on yo' ass in the 9th inning

They don't know what we saw (You saw), the pain we come from (Oh)

But we ain't gotta worry no more (Whoa)

They don't know what we saw (We saw), the pain we come from (From)

But we ain't gotta worry no more

Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, uh-huh, oh-oh

Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, ay (Yeah)

I just wanna see how beautiful you are

You know that I see it, I know you're a star

Get This Dick lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. October London & Lil Duval)

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Settle down, d-d-down, d-d-down

Ooh, oh-oh-oh

So won't you come on over and get this dick

Whenever you need it (Need it)

I'll be there to beat it (Beat it)

Don't you worry

Come on over and get this dick

It's not hard to find it (Find it)

When you could stop all your grinding

I'll be there

So won't you come on over and get this dick

Early morning, turkey bacon on the wake up (Yeah)

Cheese with them grits, them tits, watching you shake 'em (Oh yeah)

You thick as oatmeal, I'm a ready to quaker (Come on)

Oats, but first let me smoke

Wanna hit this?

You fuckin' with me 'cause you know I keep that Bisquick

Stroke a pole while I roll up, "Baby, lick this"

Work it out, big fitness

Got me yelling, "Lord, can I get a, can I get a witness?"

Hole in your cup, let me stir it softly

Come and be the kush to a nigga coffee

You fiending for the nine, let me Nina Ross you

Yeah, how you like me now?

You make it, make it messy

Then you quick to wipe me down

Top it off with head

I ain't king without my crown (Ooh)

Poppin' like it's grease

Yeah, I'm loving every sound

Drop it like it's hot 'til I'm back around

Whenever you need it (Need it)

I'll be there to beat it (Beat it)

Don't you worry

Come on over and get this dick

It's not hard to find it (Find it)

When you could stop all your grinding

I'll be there

So won't you come on over and get this dick

Middle of the day, a boss stay in the hunch (Ah)

She feigning for this brunch, it's too early for lunch (Yeah)

Chicken and some eggs, your legs, watching them spread

You need it right now, I love watching you beg (Ooh)

Macaroni pasta, sausage with the lobster

She love fuckin' on the mobster with a monster (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I'm more of a doctor then a sponsor

Fix whatever you need and then I'm out (La, la, la, la)

The deezo, mid-day swinign' it like a kilo

Snoop, Billy Dee mixed with D-Lo

'Cause I don't give a fuck about a easel but I keep a 4-five (What?)

A lover and a friend, I can be both sides

If ya, if ya, if ya need that (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

No frontin', I like hittin' it from the bizack

Now let me do ya how I do ya, then I send you on your way

Handle business then get back to the play (Okay)

Whenever you need it (Need it)

I'll be there to beat it (Beat it)

Don't you worry (Don't worry)

Come on over and get this dick

It's not hard to find it (Find it)

When you could stop all your grinding (No, no, no)

I'll be there

So won't you come on over and get this dick

Whenever you need it (Whenever you)

I'll be there to beat it (Beat it)

Don't you worry (D-d-don't, d-d-don't worry)

Come on over and get this dick

It's not hard to find it (Find it)

When you could stop all your grinding (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I'll be there

So won't you come on over and get this dick

Okay baby, now it's dinner time

AKA let me get back, get back in it time (In it time)

Before the soul food come, have a sip of wine

Tequila shots with a hint of lime

No swine, so fine (Ooh yeah)

You walk, step to the stage, you get it, why?

You love the sound, you get louder than crowds

When I'm crowding up in your other space

Stop it girl, you makin' me make that other face (Ooh-ooh)

Get that ass above the face

While you wait (While you wait)

You're hot off the plate, I gotta taste

Grab your waist, drop ya face (No, no, no)

Boom, pow, you're done, I gotta shake

I got money to make, hold on

Say, baby, it's been real

But I got to go

I got places to be and people to see

Oh yeah, COD

Cash on-

Snoopy Don't Go lyrics - Snoop Dogg (feat. October London)

Ah

Damn, Snoopy, don't go

You almost thirty years in the game, baby, damn

I mean, who else is gon' do something like that? I mean, damn

You the king, baby

So you know they don't want you to leave, Snoopy

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I hate to leave but I have to

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh)

I know, I know, baby

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I hate to leave but I have to

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh)

Baby, I'm just a man with good hands like Allstate

And you are now addicted to this lovin'

Let me explore your love 'cause my time is short today

And now you're conflicted, and this is what she had to say

(Ah, I need you right back to me, Snoopy)

I, I gotta go, baby, I'd love to stay

(I need you back in my arms, Snoopy)

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Oh baby, I wish I had time to stay and play but

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh)

You know time is money and money is time, baba

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I guess we can get together some other time

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh)

'Cause my time is precious, you dig?

Ah, ha, you can't just leave like that, Snoopy

You gotta stay a little while longer

You know that's what they want

Don't go

Baby, I got to go far away for a while

And I don't think you can handle coming with me (No, uh-uh)

You know show after show, and mile after mile

And I don't think you can handle running with me

So I don't think you'll be coming with me

I gotta go (Ah, I need you right back to me, Snoopy)

Look, baby, I got places to be and people to see

(I need you back in my arms, Snoopy)

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I hate to leave but I have to

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh)

I know, I know, baby

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh, ooh)

I hate to leave but I have to

(Snoopy, don't go, ooh, ooh)

(Snoopy don't, Snoopy don't, Snoopy, don't go)

Oh baby, I wish I had time to stay and play but

(Snoopy don't, Snoopy don't, Snoopy, don't go)

You know time is money and money is time, baba

(Snoopy don't, Snoopy don't, Snoopy, don't go)

I guess we can get together some other time

(Snoopy don't, Snoopy don't, Snoopy, don't go)

I hate to leave but I have to

Yeah, if you wanna go to a record label where the executive producer is all in the videos, rappin', and dancin'

Come to Death Row

Snoop Dogg Presents Algorithm (2021)

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

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