Lyrics:
Ye, yeah, yeah-ah
Ye, yeah, yeah-ah
Ye, yeah, yeah-ah
Haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This bitch
Nu bea gin, gin, gin
Vrea tequila fierbe
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
Now that I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this types of shit happens all the time
You gotta get
Now that I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this types of shit happens all the time
You gotta get
sails (nope)
Taking these L's embracing your fails (embrace em)
Taking these L's not breaking my trail (no breaking)
Taking these L's (yeah)
Taking these
With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, I somehow, some way-hay
Keep comin up funky ass shit man every single
To get a fill
Like you a prescription
What is this
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Bitch you think I need you
I don't
I want a baby after l get cash
Man thus my word , l'm lit by the way
Speakers blasting like nigga bring a hit, bring a hit yee
Shawty be calling
[Verse 2- T.I.]
At the crib in L.A. when the phone ring
pick it up, it was dr. dre saying 'it's on king'
i was on henn, she was on lean
she was on gin
chance, I'd see you once again
I'd love to kiss your lips, baby, once again
I long to hold you tight, girl, one mo' gin, yeah
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Hey yo, what up man, how you doing, bro!
Yeah- I'm good man I need to delete this bitch… yeah
She getting my nerves… yeah
I will just telling what
stay and play some L.A. hoes"
He said, "Alright player yo, I'll see you soon"
Yeah, that's how real players kick it see there ain't no rules
We roll
of gin
So much smoke need oxygen
Steadily countin' them Benjamins, nigga
You should too, if uou knew, what this game'll do to you
Been in this shit
I'm tryin' to hear some of that mob
Make it sound like a gorilla tryin' to get up out the trunk
(Yeah, well let's get this shit crackin then)
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
[Intro: KAM]
Aiyyo this is Kam representin' Watts in Compton
[Buckshot Shorty]
Anything can happen
Don't stop, huh, ha, huh, uh, yeah, shit
and sippin gin
We puff trees, we smoke 'em by the ounce
We hit the studio and then bounce
We on some nigga shit, Nigga shit
Click shit, big figure shit
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
you)
(Yeah, you make me feel alive)
(When I'm by your side)
(Yeah, you got me feelin' right)
(Everytime I'm wit' you)
(Yeah, you make me feel alive)
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
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
L.A., L.A., L.A. (we fell in love)
We fell in love
Uh
In the city of the gangbang
Yeah, we still dyin' over red and blue stripes
Chuck my set up
at the blonde, dis-y qui faut du sugar money
J'veux l’amener dîner, baby, pis l’amener danser
Cardigan d'la friperie, Yves Saint-Laurent shit
Sweet breeze de
on peut t'faire un devis hey
Roule un plis pour vétrou la réponse a la devinette
Cette shit n'a ni queue ni tête
Pas de repis yeah
On veut de vrais billets
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