From The Cuuuch To Da Palace Lyrics

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Fa shizzle dizzle, its the big Neptizzlewith the Snoopy D-O-Double Jizzle!...(Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)...C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)...Hehe, yeah, C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)...Ahaha, C-walk to this (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)[Verse 1]Bam, boom, watchoo gone do cuz?Guess I'm rollin in with them baby blue chucksAnd I still got my khakis creasedIm still rockin on these beats, and got a bad rep on the streetsIts the S-N-double-O-P, and, biggest dogg of 'em alland youse a flea, andand since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I mustand give it to you mother fuckas like bust-a-bustI keep the heat on deck, but in God we trustAnd cant none of yall, fuck wit usBut you can run up on the G but thats not thinkin wiselythese pullas are contagious, just like Ron Isley{*What the hell is goin on? Someone's sleepin in my home*}Snoop to the D-O-Double GGet in, where you fit in... follow me[CHORUS]Whos the man with that dance? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)Who kick the khakis from his pants? (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)Get the dro' low anything will stand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)Still rock the gin n juice in hand (Snoop dogg! Snoop Dogg!)[Verse 2]I do it for the G's, and I do it for the hustlazHere to annihilate you mark-ass bustasfuck the police cuz all they wanna do is cuff usThe one nigga is chilly, as if his name was UsherBut I'm still ridin in macks, makin 'em G stacksand got them corn rows to the backI aint really tryin to be pickybut if you give me somethin, its got to be the stickyDoin by the ounces, Lo' lo's bouncinNinety doin fakin with kissin on the couchinBoo to the ouchin, more a fountainBut thats how we get anotha doggy dogg housinThis year we aint fuck wih thousandsWe clean with millions and we fly as a falconPull up to the Doggy Dogg Pound, with a car fulla bitchesfuckin grits like Alice[CHORUS][Verse 3]Three 14 inch rims is runnin on the side (They riding on the side?)Yeah they runnin on the side!Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)Yeah they runnin on the side!Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)Yeah they runnin on the side!Three 14 inch rims is running on the side (They riding on the side?)Yeah they runnin on the side!Take two and pass it, it will not burn youFrom the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street JournalThey all know the G with the Cutlass CoupeAsk Bill Gates (yeah I know the homie Snoop)Yeah I'm straight loc'n, hangin wit my folk andFollow Rakim cause "I Ain't No Joke" andCause, I done seen so much (like what?)Enough to have your feelings touchedWhen the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatterCheck up on ya homies but they gave ya bad dataMake a nigga stop BREATHIN, that is so relievinand now you niggaz believe inWhat I say cause what I say is so realHomie you don't wanna see the steelYou dont wanna catch a body, you came here to party!Now that's what you should do, now where's my baby boo?[CHORUS]




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