Lyrics:
, homey on that weed though
Baby on them molly whops blinded by the weed smoke
We come from them streets ho, I stay on that ignant' ish
Aint nothing
As a child, promise you'll have fun
Ain't gotta worry 'bout a dollar bill
Bought a queen size crib for my baby
Right by you, I'ma lay there
Tell you some
With I love ginny painted in bright green
Hey that's my uncle bill there by the courthouse
He'll be lowering the flag when the sun goes down
And this
girl-e-o
Bimbo is a little boy who's got a million friends
And every time he passes by they all invite him in
He'll clap his hands and sing and dance talk
muscato with a skinny malato
The only thing that I did in
Here was hit her lock
Shawty it could be real
Hell it could be a headshot
I got a couple bills
need any help?)
I can handle this job all by myself
Well, I love my baby, she's a little lovin' hugger
Cute as a button and sweet as sugar
I'm gonna
I got my money right, I ain't nothin nice
It's goin down tonight, that's what the bitches like all day long
[Chorus:]
I got my money right, I
Little foot, big foot, get out the way
I'ma show y'all how to move this yay
I'ma show y'all how to move like this
I'ma show y'all that a move
needs get met by the street, elegant old-fashioned man
Yeah, baby, I'm a classic man
(Classic man) That's on my mama though
I got piranha flow,
better with her by my side
Love's all right
We gon' get blitzed tonight
All my girls wanna make that money
All my thugs wanna take that money
All
back
Big bills
I like that
Big deals
I like that
Big bills
I like that
Shit he like me
I like that
Nigga
Stay in yo place
I don't call to talk
I just
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
You came by the chuuch with a whole lot of body
Got invited to our annual pajama party
Working that lace, I think it was
in the club
Where you at huh?
Big Willie Style when your dogs play the back
I like the fact that you're so low-key
But play it any lower and you
The first time I kissed your lips, baby
The first time I held you in my arms, hold you, baby
I felt like I could make music, music to dance by
I
on my house in the grill
And all I'm about is the dolla' dolla' bill
Makin' ya' dance every chance I get
And hata's sayin' damn, will he ever catch
it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't write yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas
Biting on a pen, thin glasses on
French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent
Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill
Do you got what it take for you
Whachu say your name was?
Well um, lookin real sexy right now
You and your girls, are lookin good
Look why don't y'all take off y'all jackets
(serve)
I got the molly and percocets serve em (serve)
Big bills, big wave (big bills)
Cook it up, soufflé (cook it up)
Beat it up, by Quay (beat it up)
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
I'll keep on workin' long as these
(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)
You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried
(Yes, baby)
Oh and it can bring misery
(Yes, all right)
come from that video
You know, L.A. traffic, how the city slow
She was sittin' down on that big butt
But I was still starin' at the titties though
diamonds, they pink or they blue
All of my diamonds, they yellow or white
I put that lean in the Fanta, no Sprite
Rollie got ice and the bando right
We
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