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ya fall out D-O double G House all in ya mouth The West got the best, the East got the peace I'm out and about with a blunt in my mouth, peace!
a little pussy for you I think he got it, cause he left fast He left his daughters, and a lot of cash Well what do ya know, D-O-double-G Major pimpin, out in
niggas, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, ah Yes, x to the z, d-o-double-to-the-motherfuckin-g, oooh-wee! Ah, this shit funky right here my nigga Yeah,
be back for more) Ain't no turnin' back, ain't no lookin' back It's the D-O-double G with MJB I'm a blessing, you can't tell me life ain't
Yo Keith Sweat and Snoop D-O-double G Real players, doin' this VIP You feel me? So all the ladies that wanna get with us You got to be special,
O-P D-O, mothafuckin' double G The coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz Capone (say that then) Count money like Basie, police tryna chase me
me, what the flick gon' do? Baby, stick to me and I'ma stick on you If you pick me then I'ma pick on you D-O-double G and I'm here to put this on you
I fall though, want me to speak on the word or two It's the D-O, double-G, and I do it so lover-ly Digging this track by the Neptune's Baby girl
you that you'll never need me My China White, 'til we D.O.A Its Montego forever, baby, lets get away And I know, and I know And I know, and I know
ain't hot it don't mean shit But you know, it's all in a day's work What a job this is my nigga What's crack-a-lackin' Devin, the Dizzude? Snoop D-O
Come on Just a snare and a 808 Weezy baby on the mic, D.O.A. OK, I'd like to thank Kanye And my nigga Deezle from giving me this diesel Like
the ones, broke bitch might drown Juicy got chips like Frito-Lay And I'm fuckin' these chicks out of D.O.a I'm so dope boy fresh that you think that I'm
Snoop D-O-dub You gotta put it down and always stay g'd up All star shoes with the G apparel If I fall in the club i mite bust a pair of Stacy Adams
And I dont know if it's the haze Cuz we smoke so much ooh ooh (Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh) Yeah the bitch gotta bitch Hang out with the D-O-Double Girl be
was a DJ Two, one, yep, three S-N double O-P, D-O double G I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it See I specialize in making all
ain't hot it don't mean shit But you know, it's all in a day's work What a job this is my nigga What's crack-a-lackin' Devin, the Dizzude? Snoop D-O
wit these east side niggas We teach why'all niggas bout this murder shit We got Tray Deee, Goldie Loc, Hav and P Kokane, wit my nigga Snoop D-O
to the muthafuckin' county jail 6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail I get's released on a hot sunny day My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre Scooped in
lead Take my hand, and roll with me And live it up, with a D-O-double-G, lavishly [Chorus] [Ron Isley] Hey girl, what's yo' fantasy? Can I take
faded We're going all out, smoke till ya fall out D-O double G House all in ya mouth The West got the best, the East got the peace I'm out and about
so come on Let's get blown Let's get blown (Come on baby, let's get blown) Now you can fly the friendly skies With the S-N double O-P, D-O
Ha-ha-ha Yea Nigga Just when you thought I was gone Slide back up on you like the wind nigga Hurricane D-O-Double G With the G, G, G, G, G, G-unit
I, I've been ridin for five years with D-R-E You minor, I'm major league But what y'all didn't expect to see is me on TV with Snoop D-O double G
Understand me that I'm still a G Who ain't never spent a day in the penitentiary Now I'm rappin' with Snoop D-O double-G And got the whole fuckin' world
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