Yeah Cássio Bongo By The Way How 'bout later you come over to my spot? Do anything you want me to, I might Mm-hmm, mm-hmm Mm-hmm, mm-hmm Ain't tryna wait, I wanna get it on sight Come put it on me, I'ma take it all night Mm-hmm, mm-hmm Mm-hmm, mm-hmm Iso you up, I've been ready, ready Make me look back, scream, "Zaddy, zaddy" Yeah, yeah You know I pop it like a semi (Semi) Tell me how it feel when you in me (In me) Mm-hmm, mm-hmm Mm-hmm, mm-hmm E-e-ecstasy (Yeah) Bring your body to me (Yeah) Play with all my emotions (Yeah) 'Long as we gettin' closer F-f-fastasy Can we live in our dreams? Come get what I got for ya Get lost in my water Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Can we play, no brakes, lights off, anything goes? Yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck you like a stripper Baby, you can get it, get it, get it anytime you want Yeah, yeah, I'ma dirty dance for ya lights Off, candles lit, put the shadows on the wall Eyes closed, yeah Can you blame me if I see what I see and I know what I want? E-e-ecstasy Bring your body to me (Bring your body to me) Play with all my emotions 'Long as we gettin' closer F-f-fastasy Can we live in our dreams? Come get what I got for ya Get lost in my water Down to catch a body You know a bitch about it I saw you on the kitchen table I do whatever you say, so Tipsy, bottle-popping Tell me how you like it Soon as I'm around I get in the mood 4 a.m, ain't get no sleep Ding, ding, ding, got you so asleep Yeah, down for whatever that you ain't did never Last night in ecstasy, so close to Heaven Turn the room to the jungle like Ooh, ooh, oohh, ah, ah, ah Swear you was havin' a baby You ooh, ooh, oohh, ah, ah, ah Uh, girl, I don't get it How when you naked, you're dressed to kill Ain't hard to tell why, when I got inside, that shit 4th July E-e-ecstasy Bring your body to me (Bring your body to me) Play with all my emotions 'Long as we gettin' closer F-f-fastasy Can we live in our dreams? Come get what I got for ya Get lost in my water

Yo body on my body baby Im about to catch a body in here baby I love the way you grind on me Said im about to catch a body in here baby It's going down Im about to catch a body Oh yeah oh yeah, don't stop it now Im about to catch a body Keep it a hunnid boy I know that you want it Another round won't remember in the morning Got on your shirt, put in that work Until you clock out Mike Tyson boy you know I got that knock out Take a dive inside this liquor Got me pulling on your zipper He wanna hit a lick, I got my legs up like a stick up I woke up in my glory Keep a K with me like Kourtney Since a shorty I been popping like a forty End of story baby Your body on my body baby I'm about to catch a body in here baby Love the way you grind on me Said i'm about to cath a body in here baby Oh yea oh yea it's going down I'm about to catch a body Oh yea oh yea no stoppi'n now I'm about to catch a body You work that thang like a nine to five Clock in to work and put in over time I pull up on you with that thang through your back And beat it up like ra-ta-ta-ta-tat (lock and load it) Got a oozy on your booty know you popping Clip after clip ain't got no problem with me watching Come on outside We got all night Pull that tick tocking Smith and West bout to teach yo ass a lesson Start undressing Ain't going home baby we could go all night (yeah) Drop all yo hoes let me show you ima rider Make the neighbors call the cops Still ain't finna stop I see these bitches tryna block Take another shot Bang Bang you look good boy You could be my main thing Rich sex I saw your chain slang im on the same thing Might give in if you don't let up Im just tryna fuck your bed up Talking shit gon' get you hit Boy don't get wet up, it's a set up Baby You me and me on you baby So tell me what you wanna do baby Said everything is up to you baby So it's up to you This could be your best night Get you home for the night And do you just right Time of your life Get you home for the night And do you just right This could be your best night Get you home for the night And do you just right (Ima bout to catch a body in here baby)x4

Ricky!! Pussies get popped, popped Queen shit, bitch Popped, pussies get popped, popped Queen Key on the beat Yeah, pussies get popped Broke ass niggas can't even make it off the block Heard his mans locked up, so his money stop Heard he really did so he got his ass shot Pussy ass niggas get shot everyday (everyday, bitch) Queen Key don't give a fuck what nobody be sayin' (bitch) 'Lotta hoes mad 'cause a lot of hoes gay (aye) 'Lotta hoes mad 'cause I stole hoes bae (aye) Get in line if you want my time gotta pay (where my money, bitch) If I'm lyin', then I'm dyin', bitch, I'm here to stay (bitch) If a nigga tweak, then a nigga gotta lay (lay down) Why would I be sorry if a nigga tried to play (straight clown) Nowadays niggas mad 'cause you ain't they bitch (not cha bitch) Put this pussy on'em shortie instantly pussy whipped (pussy whipped) Left his ass blue by the ball, he a crip (ugh) Tongue in my shit by the mouth he a chef I don't care I'ma real bitch when it come down to it I can wear my real hair (yo bitch baldhead) I'm a bad bitch it don't even matter what the fuck I'm gon' wear (yea) At least I'm on there Thats another level, bitch (bitch) Yo bitch look like she don't care (what the fuck) Yeah yeah Pussies get popped Pussies ass niggas get shot, shot, shot (shot, shot, shot, shot, shot) Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, pussies get shot (pop, pop) Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha (pussies get shot) Yeah yeah (ha ha ha) It's the Balenciaga brat (brat), spent fifteen up in Saks (Saks) Found out yo hoe was broke So I just sent that nigga back (send his ass back) All these bitches wanna be like me It feel like I got hacks (what the fuck) Say he wanna drink that brown and he Ain't talkin' bout that 'Gnac (lil bitch) Long money, (what's up) ima paid bitch when it Come down to it, I can spend my own money (big dreams) If a car rose with the iPad, on God I'm bone thuggin' (on God) Best dressed like homecoming I just got head from a nigga now he Lookin' a bitch like I owe'em something Tell ah fuck niggas show me the money (pay the money) Carrots on me like Lola Bunny (carrots, nigga) In the booth with like forty on me (racks up) To my bitches this more than money (yeah, yeah) My first kicks was Jordan's Lil nigga, I was born to run it (I run this shit) I be round shooter that pull ah fire everybody Expect for the shorties (they'll gun this shit) Yeah Drezzy and Queen we the regime You wanna play, put that bitch on the team Bitches want beef we gon make that hoe lean My VVS wide, I've got on Louis supreme (yeah, yeah) I'm booked and tooken Gon' flex, I see you lookin' If he slang dick like a rookie tell that nigga eat my pussy Yeah Pussies get popped (yeah) Pussies ass niggas get shot, shot, shot (shot, shot, shot, shot, shot) Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha pussies get shot (pop, pop) Ha, ha, ha, ha (ha ha ha) Ha, ha, ha, ha (pussies get popped) Ha, ha, ha, ha (ha, ha, ha, ha) Queen shit, bitch

Chill out, man, don't worry about that Don't worry about it, ain't no safety D.A. got that Girl, don't make no mistake Round after round, demonstrate Pull it back then aim straight You alone, you can be my Centerfold, do a double take Bulletproof never breaks Ridin' up and down the interstate You alone, you can be my Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter You alone, you can be my Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter You alone, you can be my She'll let me put a .30 in her Birkin I don't like it pokin' on me when I'm workin' I know you'll shoot it for me like you Persian Bust it back, I rather keep it on my person Pull off from the dealership after purchases Bumpin' Swervo, you know me, swervin' it All yo' G-spots, you know me, learnin' 'em Never rode waves, but I be surfin' in it Benz truck, foreign, she look perfect in it Big cribs, we can fuck all in the closet Damn, you don't think you got enough purses in it? I got a lot of cake, bail out of verses, spit it If they come for my respect, gotta hurt some niggas Pussies like profanity, it'll curse niggas Value my sanity, I ain't a perfect nigga But you don't take me for granted, get a worth for niggas Girl, don't make no mistake Round after round, demonstrate Pull it back then aim straight You alone, you can be my Centerfold, do a double take Bulletproof never breaks Ridin' up and down the interstate You alone, you can be my Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter You alone, you can be my Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter You alone, you can be my Baby, don't make no mistake Even in two different states, I'ma think of you late Love how you look when you wake Love how you smell and you taste, love a few different traits Know you be fuckin' me great Know how to season my steak, always make sure I'm straight You always talkin', how I need a break Touch seven figures, I'm workin' on eight Checkin' up on you, I'm workin' up late Text if emergency, right on the way When it's emergency, right on my waist Still tryna teach you how I let off this K I put some VVs right on her, don't fuck off at Kay's We drop at least 30K I'll make two million in 30 days G Herbo Girl, don't make no mistake Round after round, demonstrate Pull it back then aim straight You alone, you can be my Centerfold, do a double take Bulletproof never breaks Ridin' up and down the interstate You alone, you can be my Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter You alone, you can be my Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter You alone, you can be my

(Oh, oh-ye) (Oh, ye-ye) (Wha-) (Ye) OG Parker You been choosin' fuck nigga after fuck nigga (Fuck nigga) I see your decisions, really startin' to fuck with you (Ah) I can make love to you, run it up with you (Wha-) Promise nobody would ever fuck with you (Ah) Same reason you don't fuck with 'em, I dont fuck with 'em (Nah) They just wanna fuck, yeah, a real fuck nigga (Yea) But if that's all you need, tell me I can fuck with you? You ain't gotta lie to kick it, I'ma fuck with you You a freak, I'm just freakin' you out (Yee) I go deep, call it beatin' you out You discreet, keep your secret with me I remember you playin' Jacquees In your bed, then we leave to your floor You want bread but I still give you dough (I got dough, like) And you care, bae, I get out my head Friend ain't shit, you been pickin' up habits (Yea) Solid one, where you at? Let me see (Right here) Put your hand down this ripley's believe it (Put your hand up) You so use to totin' all the baggage Who gon' hold it down if you were draggin'? (Ah) Said you'd be there, I see you like barely Taught you everything, I'm just like daddy Be yourself, don't accept it then fuck 'em (Fuck 'em) Don't show love, 'less somebody else does (Yea) And that's crazy You been choosin' fuck nigga after fuck nigga (Wha-) I see your decisions, really startin' to fuck with you (Ah) I can make love to you, run it up with you (Wha-) Promise nobody would ever fuck with you (Ah) Same reason you don't fuck with 'em, I dont fuck with 'em (Nah) They just wanna fuck, yeah, a real fuck nigga (Yea) But if that's all you need, tell me I can fuck with you? You ain't gotta lie to kick it, I'ma fuck with you See I got confessions (Yeah, yeah) I been learnin' some lessons (Some lessons) You see me out with the gang (Yeah) You see me out wit the gang I switched it up how I want it now Back then I couldn't settle down I ain't livin' life slow right now It goes down at my shows right now It's a lot of commotion I can't get involved Don't wan' get involved, want you at my loft Picture me in your walls Fuck you good till tomorrow Girl, we've been goin' through the motions (Yeah) These other niggas leave you hopin' You been choosin' fuck nigga after fuck nigga I see your decisions, really startin' to fuck with you I can make love to you, run it up with you Promise nobody would ever fuck with you Same reason you don't fuck with 'em, I don't fuck with 'em They just wanna fuck, yeah, a real fuck nigga But if that's all you need, tell me I can fuck with you? You ain't gotta lie to kick it, I'ma fuck with you Ye-ye-yeh Yeh You ain't gotta lie You ain't gotta lie to kick it, I'ma fuck with you But if that's all you need, tell me I can fuck with you? (Beat, beat) (Trouble) (Jacquees)

Snoop Dogg Miscellaneous Give it 2 'Em Dogg Give it up, give it up nigga, you know what's happenin Lil Goldie Loc'll keep the DoggHouse crackin, lackin We usin dubs for the subs and 15's for the tweeters posted up by The tray, like gangstas with the heaters Gangbangin is my shit nigga Is you still gon be my homie if I get a little bigger Fuck a bitch, never switches my motto And if you disagree with me watch out for my hollows Booyaka, booyaka, that's the sound from a cannon Ouick to leave a motherfucker dead right where you're standin You wanna roll with the doggs, but you can't You too busy ridin nuts fool, get out the paint Dogg We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, do it to em dogg...) We came to give you what the fuck you want (Give it to em dogg, yeah, yeah, bang bang...) 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, ya bound to get dirty Ya herdy, was servin, birdies, for herby and scrappy That nigga lyin dogg go on and slap him That's probably how rumors get started See niggas be yappin off at the mouth And don't be havin their heart in Suckers, that's probably why I stay in the hills And let my pitbulls smash on niggas that feel I owe em somethin, dogg, throw me somethin Nigga throw me somethin, shit I'm doin badder than you And I aint even fakin or frontin So, quit the hatin 'fore I start dumpin I jump in the 8 5 0 and smash on out Meet me and Goldie Loc at the DoggHouse Smoked out, Hennessy and plenty weed Wit mo bitches, 4 bitches, some cole bitches, c'mon bitches We cold vicious, known pimpin, with no simpin Stone crippin, low clippin, 4's drippin Wet from my set, check my rep I'm a vet Ex-felon, never tellin represent it to death Pack my flag, wear khakis with that extra sag Mad dog in every last motherfucker I pass Never ask would I mash with the tray on my neck And my status been a classic I stay on the set Let it rain, let it drip, turn the change to chips Never nervous, stay in service from this gangsta shit Cool time on the grind never mind the danger Gun slanger, gangbanger, Long Beach mangler Bringa of the noise like the Real McCoys Niggas talk shit, walk quick or feel the toys We in this business to win this whatever the cost Goldie Loc, Snoop, and Tray Deee you're never to cross Motherfuckers HOOK

We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow Y'all niggaz know who I am y'all niggaz tearin' up shit But we got somethin' old, and somethin' new for y'all tonight Put your hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go I'm hearin' motherfuckers tryin' to steal my flow But it ain't no thang 'cause see my nigga Coolio Put me up on the game when I step through the do' Ya know, some of these niggaz is so deceptive Usin' my styles like a contraceptive I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't learnt It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack So put your gun away, run away, 'cuz I'm back Hit 'em up, get 'em up, spit 'em up, now tell me what's goin' on It make me wanna holler, 'cuz my dollars come in ozones Lone for the break-up, so take off your clothes And quit tryin' to spit at my motherfuckin' hoes Speakin' of hoes, I'll get to the point You think you got the bomb 'cuz I rolled you a joint You'se a flea and I'm the big Dogg I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin' paws Y'alls, niggaz, better recognize and see where I'm comin' from It's still East Side till I die, why ask why? As the world keeps spinning to the D O Double G Y It's a crazy mixed up world It's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World Well if you give me ten bitches then I'll fuck all ten See my homey Snoop Doggy sippin' juice and gin Don't slip, I'm fo' to set trip, to get papers Styles vary, packin' flavor like Life Savors Ain't that somethin', talk shit and I'm dumpin' I had your whole fuckin' block bumpin' Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China Ya never find the bomb-a-rama then this nigga behind ya So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm coming through One-two, three, you can't see me I'm a G like that strapped with hit hard tactics A fuckin' menace, usin' hoes like tennis rackets It's on again, it's on and poppin' All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin' I wanna see some panties droppin' I'm comin' from L.A., she used to chill with Dre up in Compton All I ever did was just use that hoe Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows I'm dishin' out blues, I'm upsetting like bad news Cut off khakis, French braids, and house shoes Kurupt, the name's often marked for catchin' slugs And I smoke weed for the fuck of it Ruff and rugged shit, it's unexplanitory how I gets wicked But it's mandatory that I kick it Check it, I'm runnin' hoes in 94, now must I prove it Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin' and movin' Prepare for a war, it's on, I'm head huntin' Hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn Peep, the massacre from a verbal assassin Murderin' with rhymes packin' Tec-9's for some action You really don't know, do you, you fuckin' wit a hog You can't do me, I'm goin' out loony like O-Dog It's a Doggy Dogg's World The Dogg's World Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party uh huh Tell when it don't stop, and uh, it don't quit for the The Dogg Pound clique to drop the cavvy Dogg shit Diggity Daz out of the motherfuckin' cut once mo' So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow I flip flop and serve hoes with a fat dick Till I die I'm still screamin' that Now I'm the mack daddy, had he, not known about The city where I'm from, dum diddy dum As you groove to the gangster shit The D O Double G the P O U N D, the gangsta clique Now as the Pound break it down with the gangsta funk I can see and I can tell that's what the fuck you want So I blaze up the chronic, so I can get high I promise I'll smoke chronic till the day that I die It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World It's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World Don't you know it's a Doggy Dogg World Oh yeah, talking about Snoop, talking about you Snoop

Yeah! Straight up nine to five Kurupt the motherfucking Kingpin, dat nigga Daz Creeping and crawling through your hood, smoking, loccin Provoking punk motherfuckers like this stuff, wuz happening? In the dead of winter is when I kick my coldest phrases Mentalest telepathy, lyrically it amazes Constructioning thoughts that's as lethal as turpentine An expert when I flex rhymes feared like ex-cons In my zone (zone) you can't even find like Atlantis Stalk like a praying mantis, leaving battered bodies on the canvas The burial ground for clowns, open casket Tracking niggas down like fucking basset hounds Tragic how the mic gets handled Prodigious like a vandal on a midnight scandal The scramble like Randall abusive when I recite on the stage Double access with a brand new motherfucking mic Can I grab the microphone and spit some shit that's known To blow the mind of Michelangelo's poems For rusty motherfuckers to be acting like they all in With the click got checks that shit And once again it's on and it's on with the gangsta shit I create the beats that beats the fucks right outta ya speakers Am so blown, shown for lootin? Grab the microphone alone Like Jodeci, notice-see ya self needs help The homie style got the strap on deck Don't neglect the fact I can make you or break you (Break you) Awake you to a new plateau wit' mo' hoes Now the paper is made, now don't think twice Niggas is getting pimped because their game ain't tight Now well, well (well), where the ballers dwell Another day, another dollar, Blueberry to sell I makes that fast cash, hmm dat Nigga Dax I'm quicker ta out slick ya, blast in half DPG-eliminates the whole area beyond the thought dismembering Motherfuck surrendering. who, what, when, let's tear shit the fuck up The homies cooling while you an' ya chest get fucking blue an' Provoke us, survey with the superior focus I'm that nigga like dad, crooked as scoliosis It's impossible to survive on my arrival when I arrive It's left to ya instict of survival Mashin, cashing in chips I gotta loose sadistic sick mind You define it I'm mentally silly and batter It doesn't matter when ya into it Ya just entered in a war-zone all alone with ya microphone unguarded I just started poetical poltergeist precise and cold-hearted Empty, tempt me, simply ya get shot Ya forgot I'm down to empty out my clip on ya block Stop let the whole place evacuate Wait until we're face-to-face then it escalates Duck-down, Kurupt clowns niggas daily, hos can't play me Observe I serve those that betray me I ain't never seen a joint that I couldn't light And I ain't never seen a buster that didn't fight I ain't never seen a G that would go for that Especially when he knows Tha dogg Pound got his back I ain't never seen a game that did multiply We getting kinda deep, yeah the crew'll die And who am I? And who am I? That crazy motherfucker from the DPG Do or die!