Lyrics:
You in the office of the good doc again, let's walk again
It's like clock again, the hood rock again
You should pop it in,ain't take it out
That
I heard the pilot saying,
Poems that were written by John Keats and Robert Browning.
But he didn't know the words so,
I suppose that it was
that enough?
You got to give it up,
Give it up baby.
Give it up.
You got to give it up, baby, tell me where it's at.
Well there's a few more
to eye
There'll always be animosity between you and I
But see the difference is, if it is, I could give a shit
Still gonna conduct motherfuckin'
babysitter
And her lesbian friend, and that nigga wit her
I don't give a fuck, I smack blood out a midget
My tactics make evil D say come on kick it
give me the scoop
Oh yeah, just so we clear, put this bug up in your ear
Meth and Doc put it down, yo, put it in the air
Ayo, I smell something
jump up, doc broke out the kennel
A dog on four paws spittin' out the window
Jump up! It aint no need to fight
We may squeeze the pipe, you gonna
touchin' somethin'
I know they like it hot, that's why I keep it hot
So how the fuck could they not want a piece of Doc
[Chorus:]
I don't give a fuck
beat
Me and Ren in the black CE, yo,
Poppin' some funky shit by the D.O.C
I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see
I gotta have it if I'm not paid fully
Oh, oh
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your
missing
That click clack pow did it
Like Colin Powell did it
And I’m so west coast, ok corral with it
My new foreign car can't pronounce that shit
You fuck
flex
And it's essential, that's why I got it together
To the letter and
No one can do it better (Repeat 3x)
I need to make it understood, the D.O.C
Yo! Uh, Its your bwoy DOC
Pakistani’s With Attitude, Nigga
You know should it apocalyptic Records
Verse 01: DrAssenator
Hold me for something, that
Oh, oh
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your
starlight sun
I need you by my side so give me
Starlight, starlight, starlight (starlight)
Light up the world, let the love start take charge of this
touch up your shape up when Doc spit on the iron
What it is my brother?
(Trying to live my brother)
How you live my brother?
(Real civilized brother)
I'm
Leads to the criminal
Ain’t nothing subliminal to it
That’s how they do it
See they game they run
Give a fuck if he’s cunning
Articulate and handsome
know it
I don't buy cheeba I grow it
People always trying to get next to me
I had a beautiful experience on ecstasy
I Smoked up a bag of elephant
Yo M. C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's Funk Doc M. E.th on da world premiere
From New Jerz straight talk, america's best
Co' Island
a nigga like Snoop Doggy Dogg know
Protected by niggas with big dicks, AK's, and 187 skills
So if it's a must you test us
We can handle it in
and
It's not worth anything
I give up, give up
But I keep comin' back for more
Yeah, it don't mean a thing
God, love's fuckin' embarrassing
Just watch
Let's snap our fingers clap our hands
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Let's give 'em what the song demands
buddy's step mom
Through some kind of witchcraft or time warp or new math, I wound up in Miss Jamie's Arms
To this day it haunts me how that look in her
Yo Doc what up my nigga
Snoop Dogg, it is what it is
This record is so motherfuckin' gangsta man
And I think it's time for me and you to just
Turn it
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