Snoop Dogg (What's My Name, Pt. 2)

[Repeat: x2] S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee! Izzle kizzle, fo' schizzle My nizzle, what you sizzle? Fo' schizzle bizzle, ha ha [Snoop Dogg] Me and my partner, in my Impala Popping our collars, tossing up dollars A truck on the side of with hoes that wanna follow Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna swallow Doggy Doggfather I do it to you real hard then it gets harder It's not a, thing on mine, I bang on mine I smoke an ounce and bounce at the same time It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfucking bimbo So quit knocking at my window, you nympho-maniac Bring it back, now shake it up Put it on the table, now break it up Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it It really don't matter what you spent on it As long as you're getting what you paid for That's what it made for, ain't that what you stayed for? [Chorus] Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac? (Snoop Dogg) Smoke 'til your eyes get cataracts (Snoop Dogg) Who got a girl laying on her back? (Snoop Dogg) Who's that making that paper stack? (Snoop Dogg) You play me and I'll play you You pay me and I'll pay you Hold on boo, you got the game all wrong This ain't yo' thing, this my song Move on, we in the club at the Shark Bar Valeted my keys and park my car No snap shots cause I might get popped As I slide by security, giving 'em props (what up, what up) First thing I do, when I get in Let me take you back to when I first slid in Grab my gi-din, get my pid-in Put my bid in, no bullshitting (no bullshitting) We be sitting, in the corner With smoke comin' from up under us like we sitting in the sauna Burning up the charts (burning up the charts) Break a bitch heart, lil' mama don't you start [Chorus] [Repeat: x2] S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee D-O-double-gi-zee, D-O-double-gi-zee! [Snoop Dogg] Tick tock, the ice on my watch Slap me 'cross the face around two o'clock But the party don't stop till we blow up (ka-boom!) Now every lil' bitch wanna show up Manuev'in to this, grooving to this Dipping to this, flipping to this, tripping to this Ain't no skipping to this, trust this Bust this, it's too hot to touch this He say, she say, I say no way Don't need foreplay, okay, obey Everything that I say.. And every day'll be like a holiday I put you in the front seat of my car And roll you 'round town like a superstar Recline your seat and turn up the beat Number one with a bullet, rolling down the motherfucking backstreets [Chorus: x2]