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got back 
Sir mix a lot old shit 
Let me introduce myself 
If u do not know Fix
Money by any means my squad Hoe
Muddy Kup Gang what I be on Tho 
Baby

getting lifted the white sir smoke alot straight getting splifted

Verse 3
I walked in swinging laughing and singing intoxicated and slightly faded
the Room

married

Baby got back she be on it doing squats
When I'm In It I be whiping it call me sir mix a lot
Switch lanes when moods change
Excited by games

didn't tell you how I got it out the mud 
Did alot of 
Ten toes on my jack Jones 
Did alot of 
Late nights and a trap phone
Did alot of 
Google mapping

Jagerbomb, Purple Hindu 
Shit I might mix a little when I split the middle then sprinkle that keefe a little
Roll it back then I chief a little. Nigga blowing

I dig Modigliani (1)
Jolson doin' "Swanee (2) "
Several maharanee (3) are my intimates, too
I played with Montovani (4)
That's a lot of string to get

mansion in Miami
Off a straight pimping

Million dollar jack, off straight tenthing
Bitch, we cop blocks, call it square business
I ain't goin' back

Mai ling callin', go hit the road, jackk get off yo ass
Mai ling callin', go hit the road, jack get off yo ass
I'm really up in saccs and I'm

and Rocket League, man we vegging tonight
Midnight praccy at McPhee got me wanting to die
Get back to Dirty Murr, hit the cart 'n' get high
(Sir, can you open

on my clothes
Hangin’ on to life, I’ll still say
"Fuck you hoes"
So if thinking ‘bout tryin’ to jack me up
I got 50, 000 trill niggas to back me up
Nigga

Aye I know it's been a minute
Ain't heard from me from a long time
But guess who's back
We got 98ninetynine with the beat
We got Jack on the mix

credentials
Kick back, keep it player, ride with the nigga
Cup full of mud runnin' up in my liver
Pray to God they don't put me in the hospital
Can't touch

with a razor in her mouth, bite down on the back (woo)
Might put some Visine in your drink while you sleep, rip you out a couple racks
I'll get you

Professional Rapper

Snoop Dogg

Professional Rapper

2015

it do? You can call me Dogg
Let me just check your sheet
No problem, sir, let me just say
I'm a big fan of the shit that y'all make
I can't lie, I been

her games with someone else
He thinks and smokes
But all he's got time to do now is smoke

The woman is a threat, sir
She's got unpublished manuscripts

love is so poisonous
The world is so fucked up got me mixing drugs up
Mix a lot of shit together on my overdose
Thought love was forever but that shit be

to me

I mean, it all seems necessary (what?)
For this money, by all means necessary (yes sir)
If you messed up, it's very rare you get a pass
We

how that shit feel
I was betrayed by the ones that I loved the most
You don't know how my heart feel
Scarred by the love
Broken by trust
Sometimes I

by My Dolo can't no other nigge say my name
I keeping quiet head focused its gonna okay
I looked up in my mirror he walking back it's time pray

that he good for it he need it I'm gone lone eem
Run up blow his shit back the hole like rigatoni

But Niggas asking for my lo tell a nigga hit my jack

a new street, so posse move ahead
We all look kinda suave, the crew you can't forget
The Mix-A-Lot Posse, cold rippin' up the set

My Posse's On Broadway

court a bitch that you gotta pay for

I just bought a Jag that I gotta pay for
And I'm back in the Jack so I gotta lay low
No need to flex, nigga they

the hill
Thanks to Grandpa Phil
Hand in hand
Step by step
Back at home they ate a tea cake
Lots and lots and lots of tea cake
Thanks to Grandpa Phil
Thank

Not a rap god or devil, bruh just a rap mutant
You’re Rasputin, I’m raps Newton... Sir Isaac
On the shoulders of giants looking past the horizon
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