Lyrics:
the L-B-C
It's kind of hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky-ass shit, like, every single day
May I kick
the L-B-C
It's kind of hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky-ass shit, like, every single day
May I kick
out my feelings into a bag and do shit differently
I got my mix of juice and gin
VIP, that's where the ball is gettin' in
Yeah, Ladies free before ten
With so much drama in the L.B.C.
It's kinda hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every
with funky ass shit like every single day
May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
Two in
D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
And make
hand not what I got and
(L) Strictly evil in the big box (L)
And (Cool J) It's no stoppin' when my shit knocks and
(L) Get it all baby don't stop (L
the bottle, han
Lève le doigt en l'air
Lè-lève le doigt en l'air, yeah (ouh-ouh)
Hey-hey, yeah j'arrive en carmos avec mes Rihanna
Toi t'arrive en velib',
with funky ass shit like every single day
May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah)
and, make a few ends as (yeah!) I breeze, through
Two in
casser l'harmonie
Fuck l'église cathodique telle est ma vision du shit
Qui veut t'gaver en mots pendant qu'eux calculent en chiffres
J'fais pas confiance
Can we get a motherfuckin' moment of silence
For this small chronic break?
A-hah, yeah, niggas be brown-nosin' these hoes and shit
Takin'
Can we get a motherfuckin' moment of silence
For this small chronic break?
A-hah, yeah, niggas be brown-nosin' these hoes and shit
Takin'
So how do you feel about psychedelics
Umm, how do I feel?
I like them personally
Yeah, they're cool
I prefer my drugs from the ground
Do you think
the L-B-C
It's kind of hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky-ass shit, like, every single day
May I kick
a Glock
And throw thangs like I'm born to pop
I hit this motherfucking gin and I be all in
Hell yeah, young nigga straight balling
And everybody wants
a Glock
And throw thangs like I'm born to pop
I hit this motherfucking gin and I be all in
Hell yeah, young nigga straight balling
And everybody wants
you dancin'
Way you winin'
You could kill when you shake your waist
'Cause, I top shit
Yeah, I got 'em all mad when I rock shit
Don't sit down
the bottle, han
Lève le doigt en l'air
Lè-lève le doigt en l'air, yeah (ouh-ouh)
Hey-hey, yeah j'arrive en carmos avec mes Rihanna
Toi t'arrive en velib',
Mixing my goods and bads yeah:
I'm sippin juice and gin
J'sais pas si t'en parlera mais
J'suis déjà content qu'tu m'écoutes
T'as p't'être trouvé la perle
Yeah I got the last ticket back to L.A.
Saw the sun comin’ up off the wing of the plane
Ya tell yourself that when you get there you’re gonna know
That's how we do it, yo
Fuzzy weed mixed with rosary beads
So I can puff and blow tails of coke sales
Smoke L's with the devil laughing
die asleep
Ah!
Vomit drowning
All brought on by vodka downing
Gin & tonic now and
Mix it out with Lomza how in
The hell, do we ever think this ends well
With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kinda hard bein' snoop D-O-Double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every
sure they 10s
Sipping on bumbu and some gin
She already asked if we can do it again
Slide through and bring some friends yeah
Make sure they 10s
Sipping
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