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FUCK A BITCH
SNOOP DOGG KURUPT
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West West y'all
William holla with the S y'all
Y'all know what time it is
You can't spell West without the E-S
DJ Clue
Kurupt
I fall off into a party with a drink in my hand
Rocawear pants but I ain't comin' to dance
By any chance, has anybody seen DJ Clue?
Tell him I'm lookin' for him
What's your name? Big Snoop
I'm in the big Coupe, I got that woop woop
I'm tryin' to get a chicken, I got that big loot
Let me slide to the hoop, regroup and come through
I'll bag it up and serve you and you too
I throw strikes like Andy Pettitte and Roger Clemens
Pitch a shutout the whole nine innings
The bulletproof 'Lac with the windows tinted
You mean the one with the pretty bitches sittin' in it
Please believe it, we gon' represent it
And we gon' bend it and dent it
Fuck what it cost, we gon' spend it
Buy it, never rent it
Now when you suckin' my dick
Baby girl put your face in it
Get it, get it girl
Make your head swirl
Get it, get it
Make my toes curl
Get it, get it
Go on girl, it's a crazy mixed up doggy dogg world
And I know that you really can't believe what you hear and you see
Just put your hands up and repeat after me
Get your money, fuck a bitch
And blow a gang of weed
And I know that you probably never thought that you could see a true G
A nigga like the D-O-double-G-Z
But like I said, get your money
Bitch and blow a gang of weed
Yeah, y'all the type of suckers we see straight through
When we skate through with DJ Clue
Gobble on somethin', swallow on somethin'
Throwin' hollows like football passes at football practice
Off that do do, look at the shine comin' off that fo fo
I want the keys, the trees, the ice and the G's
What's yours is mine, but you already know though
I'm Young Gotti, the sold out
Let's see how long a body can flow fo
I got my Rocawear leather on, on swoop shit
You know Damien and Jigga laced me and Snoop shit
My motherfuckin' homeboys
See, Beenie's from my hometown Memphis with the .45
Tucked in Amil's purse
All you bitches hatin' get a deal first
It's our world, raise up off the homegirl pussy
And I know that you really can't believe what you hear and you see
Just put your hands up and repeat after me
Get your money, fuck a bitch
And blow a gang of weed
And I know that you probably never thought that you could see a true G
A nigga like the D-O-double-G-Z
But like I said, get your money
Bitch and blow a gang of weed
You know how we do
Big Snoop Dogg
Kurupt Young Gotti
Rockin' these niggas
Roc-A-Fella, what
Iceberg Slimmin' on these hoes
Doin' it big
Yeah, alright, alright, alright
I'ma take me a trip to Marcy
Go fuck with my O.G.'s
We ain't fuckin' with none of y'all suckers in 2001
On to the rest
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