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Everywhere I Go

Snoop Dogg

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

Beatz, Ruff Rydin, Eastside
(Everywhere I go!!!)
Yeah, yeah, a little somethin',
For all my niggas down in the dirty-dirty
All my niggas on the BS, yea

named the broad a Doja Cat
Bet your brows just raised 
I guess you look for me 
Flow so dirty how 
How I wipe the record clean
Martin Luther King 
How I

perfect and a pretty little liar, yeah?
Gorgeous, stunning, idol, a star!

So, what'd you eat today? And what's your favourite book? 
And if you were to go

Tick Tock

Mobb Deep

Insomnia Mixtape

2003

live they shits pop

Hey, hey, tick tock, this is for my hoes
Make your hips rock
Light a L, baby, let the Crys' pop
Get your tick tock from this hip

before I
Was to record the third, which
Was released in October
I received a phone call saying
My record label wanted
A little talk before the songs were

Mac 10 Handle

Prodigy

Return of the Mac

2007

gun
You ain't neva been do it so you scared of that kinda shit
Hit me on a song and say, P pop a lot off shit

Too much of that gangsta music, nah, this

all alone
Fell off
It's past it's prime
Just a little lollipop-pop
Left Alone
Left on a train
Surrounded by an active city
Just a little lollipop
Left

a break no Kit Kat
Big facts pop another like a tic tac
Dirty little biddy wanna fuck around and kick back
Relax choppa finna blow yo whole shit back
In

nigga bang to the death
My niggas we the lane to the rest
So poke about a little nigga
That keeps songs out and they vicious
Nigga tryin to bust them down

know none of them songs gon' flop
You know all of them songs gon' pop
I went platinum again, my God
I went two-tone on my drop
Bugatti that's 1.6 off

Fuck everyone here and everybody else too
Fuck off fuck face fuck all night long
Fuck everything everywhere
And fuck this song

Fuckity fuckity fucking

That's what they call me
I promise that you'll never be lonely
Yeah, yeah
It's Zayy
Long Live Bri
Have some fun for a little
Pop them drugs for my

Yeah I got my cheese up, little mama'mia
Angelina wanna taste the chocolate pop
Cameron Diaz wanna taste my lollipop
Even Serena wanna taste

make you my little boo
Like who? Man you now listen to me
Just listen to me on this beat
I'm gangster, I got my heat
But I made a song for the love in

Born and raised in Kentucky dawg
We some dirty south boys
In love with Jesus and Ball
Born and raised in Kentucky Dawg
Where the sun shine bright

Rapper's Delight [7" Single Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Rapper's Delight & Other Old School Favorites

1998

a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got

I guess by now you can take

Maybe I'm psycho
Maybe I'm a little out of touch
Maybe I'm delusional or a shot
Glass away from insane maybe I'm foolish
Maybe I'm disconnected from

I'm basic, cause when get at ya
I hit ya so hard
Your click feel like you been slapped by the
Next full moon
I do my little body bag ritual
Hop out that

4-5-6

Foxy Brown

Chyna Doll [Clean]

1999

frontin', tossin' they little watches

Cris? I pops it. Fuckin' a nigga topless
Cats? I fouls on. Hoes? I styles on, nigga
Wear why'all out then air

I'm the plug, let's pop a couple seals
Sippin on that dirty till I'm walkin wit a tilt

Fuck niggas tryna slay me
Bitches can't wait to betray me
Shit

what's crazy? I didn't even
Write the most intense part of
The song, I didn't write i just
Picked up a little demo mic, and I just sat
They were playing

to find
You know the line, "Don't judge the book by its cover"
Read every page cause the nigga's my brother
But it shoulda stated, that the book's on one's

demigods
Apathy and Achilles
I'm half king half god
Like I'm Queen Nefertiti
Float along on every song
Powered by Archimedes
And I'm born to be a star
Like

homies bout to pop up
Got it on em like a potluck
Need a telescope to spot us, by the star dust
Cause I done grew some wings
I came out just to party, I’m