I am Sir Dogg, DPG fuck... and I hate water.
I never
learned to swim....
AAAAH! PUT ME DOWN!!!! Let go of my leg!!!
I HATE
WATER!!!! I CAN'T SWIM!!!! AAAAH!!!!!
[Snoop]
Now matter where
I go, you got'cha eyes on me,
And everybody sittin' around waitin' on
me,
Show us how you do it Uncle Snoopy,
So fluid wit' your technique,
y'all niggaz gon' respect me,
Man, I been doin' dis' shit before I even
learned how to crawl though,
Gettin' interviewed by mothafuckaz like
Geraldo,
And niggaz wanna know if I smoke Newports or Marlboros?
Man, I'm
fuckin' wit' dat real shit, nigga can you feel dis'?
I make dat shit for the
realest of millions,
While I'm wheelin' and dealin' and feelin the
feelin',
Hmm... and oh what a relief it is,
That Snoop is back in dis
mothafucka handlin' his biz,
Takin' care of his kids and makin' hits, oh
shit,
There it is again, you never know if your career might flop,
fizz
So, stay on your toes and keep a pair wit'cha foes,
And keep a set of
new hoes and floatin' and tie da bow,
Fuck these niggaz and peep out Whitey
Ro (?),
Somebody told? Well then, somebody gettin' rolled on,
And that's
usually how the scenario rolls on,
Baby girl said she wanna keep her clothes
on,
She either fuckin' gettin' stole on or gotta stroll home,
Well number
one, keep your hand on your gun,
And don't (don't) trust (trust) anyone
(anyone, one, one.....)
Ohh... you can't trust nobody baby.... you can't
even trust your own Mama!!!
This is Snoopy Collins.... trust no one....
especially a bitch....
Or even a bitch-ass nigga.... Yo
Ha!!!!
T-R-U-S-T in me, I'm sexy but I'm pussy,
The homies in the hood
call me Lil' Bo Peep,
And you da type a nigga I been dyin' ta meet,
So
Snoopy, what'chu tryin' to do?
Now hold on lil' mama, ain't no reason for me
to lie to you,
Now what I'm tryin' to do, and what I'm gon' do,
Is hit
this bud, I got a wife at home,
Bitch I ain't lookin' for none, you might got
kids for cuz, or down wit' bud
Pushin' them dubs, look here cuz,
Lemme
tell you how it's gon' be
If I was broke loc, these bitches wouldn't want
me
I'm tellin' you the good-god truth, you want proof?
Ask them hoes over
there, "Y'all wanna fuck Snoop?" (yeah!)
We'll take the money and the game
away,
I bet they won't say the same that day,
But it's okay, cuz I don't
trip,
Cuz "Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks",
I thought I told you,
bitch I'm a soulja,
East side, long beach, gang-bang roller,
From the
solar, cuz this, is it,
Can ya dig it? (I can dig it!!!)
Jelly Roll pulled
a rabbit out his hat,
I pull a strap out my mothafuckin' back (Aaah!), cuz I
know it's like dat,
I'm in a meetin' wit' these white folks talkin'
bread,
They want a contract on a nigga till' I'm dead,
If I don't sign
they gon' turn me over to the feds,
They struck me out, now I'm pinch-hittin'
for the Reds,
But I'm a Dodger blue, so I gotta keep it true,
I gotta
home-run, nigga we long gone,
I'm realizin', justizin',
visualizin',
Rip-ridin', put mines in,
Takin' this game to the next
level,
Trustin' no one, especially them Red Devils,
Keep ya head level,
hand on my get-up,
Stay on the red-up, pimpin' ain't easy, but there's a
whole lot of fed-up,
And like I told you from the get-go, don't trust no one
(no one, no one),
And like I told you from the getti, don't trust no
one...
[Alien]
OH NO!!! YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!! PUT ME
DOWN!!!!
I HATE WATER, I CAN'T SWIM!!!! I NEVER LEARNED TO SWIM!!!!
I
SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU!!!! I PUT ALL OF MY TRUST IN YOU!!!!
AND YOU TOOK
ME TO THE WATER..... OH NO!!!!
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