Big Dog - Storm Goring

You ain't nothing but a hound dog Been snoopin' 'round my door Ain't nothing but a hound dog Been snoopin' 'round my door You can wag your tail But I ain't gonna feed you no more Told you were high class I could see through that Told me you were high class But I could see through that Daddy I know You ain't no real cool cat You ain't nothing but a hound dog Been snoopin' 'round my door Just an old hound dog Been snoopin' 'round my door You will wag your tail But I ain't gonna feed you no more Oh babe, you Oh yeah Make you feel so good Made me feel so blue Made me weep and moan Made me feel so blue Honey, you made me weep and moan You ain't looking for a woman All you're lookin' is for a home Ain't nothing but a hound dog Been snoopin' 'round my door Just an old hound dog Been snoopin' 'round my door You will wag your tail But I ain't gonna feed you no more And bow-wow to you too, honey I would like to say thank you very much To ladies and gentlemen

Yeah, big Dawg status Big foreign look like a car show when I'm stepping out Like a magician I call magic to bring them weapons out We got 9s and we got sticks and we got drums too Bitches flocking to the G ride every time I come through (CJ) Big chains on, uh, wrist game on, uh Pulling up shoot it up like I'm Janes bond Look they don't want no smoke with me Put that on your rosaries, lion in the jungle nigga (DJ Drama) They ain't no controlling me Big Dawg status, let them all have it If I catch that boy up in traffic, shit could get tragic Big S5 fifty and I got the guys with me You said you gone ride with me make sure you gone die with me Cut the lights, yeah, make a right, yeah Load the pipe, yeah, It's on sight, yeah These niggas be scary, uh, bloody, bloody Mary, Uh Niggas bitches Tyler Perry, 50 tucked in my amiri And I ain't gotta say too much I pull up to the club and all these niggas chains be tucked Ain't that some shit, niggas got some other bitches, with all of this assumption Outside with 50 shooters that's ready to dump shit Big foreign look like a car show when I'm stepping out Like a magician I call magic to bring them weapons out We got 9s and we got sticks and we got drums too Bitches flocking to the G ride every time I come through Big chains on, uh, wrist game on, uh Pulling up shoot it up like I'm Janes bond Look they don't want no smoke with me Put that on your rosaries, lion in the jungle nigga They ain't no controlling me Big Dawg status, let them all have it If I catch that boy up in traffic, shit could get tragic Big S5 fifty and I got the guys with me You said you gone ride with me make sure you gone die with me Gangster resile