Lyrics:
Take a look at me
Tell me, do you like what you see?
Do you think you can
Do you think you can do me?
Kiss me, pretty baby
Touch me all over
[Snoop Dogg]
Hey cuz
Give me something for the motherfuckin low riders
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg]
Welcome to the house
Here ye here ye come one
indo to smoke
I gets loc'd and looney, bitch, you can't do me
Do we look like BBD? You hoochie groupie
I have no love for hoes
That's somethin' that
you ain't got a remote chance to control me
Ho, I'm only vulnerable when I got a boner
Superman tried to fuck me over, it won't hurt
Don't try to fix
Take a look at me
Tell me, do you like what you see?
Do you think you can
Do you think you can do me?
Kiss me, pretty baby
Touch me all over
me from afar
I was made in his image, you call me a god
Everybody in attendance, I'm about to perform
Everybody get offended by the shit I got
I know you working hard but how you gon' figure me out? Hey
Always running your mouth
Never knowin' what you talking about, hey
Look, what's there
it
Got a message from God heaven too crowded
But I say hey young world you've never looked betta'
And I heard change start with man in the mirror
doin' press, they look at my reviews
They look at my success and start to question who is who
They tell me I be rude or maybe I'm aloof
I'm really not
mama didn't have to put a sheet over my head so sleep could slip up on me
Hey, looky here
What's that?
Where you from?
South America
What's that?
South
That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck and 14K heavy
Bitches clockin'
believe it
Yeah, look, the people see me up again
They competition mad that we ain't stuck with them
Yeah, I'm cut from a different cloth
Crazy how
Basically, can't fuck with me
I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my astral plane
Find out my mental, based
Hey you there
Come over here
Don't show fear
Dry up that tear
It'll be alright one day; I promise you dear
Please don't turn away from me; I'm right
nah, better yet, point him out
Hey, me and the streets got a joint account
I'm from the streets that you need to be warned about
New Orleans, whoadie,
a goddamn thang
That's stoppin' you from buyin' me that goddamn ring
It look nice on my finger, I'ma buy you a Zinger
'Cause you make me feel like a real
Cali loc'ed up when I was summoned
Styles were mixed like the Drummonds, Killer Clown is comin'
Look around, your town is crumblin'
This Big Tech from
never early
You can slide before I snatch the heat from his side
Saw the devil in disguise by the look in his eyes
He was surprised I snatched him
got a boner
Superman tried to f- me over, it won't hurt
Don't try to fix me, I'm broke so I don't work
So are you, but you're broke 'cause you don't
literature
Taking kingdoms from tsars
Winning more wars than the Moors
Hey, what's the deal?
I seen the Devil spar with Allah
Mathematics was the key
get clean time
Concentrate on gettin' green time
And as the years go by, they forgot
About the small time soldier from the block, huh
To kill
man by
The side of the road
Just where he came from nobody knows
He's so picturesque, a physical wreck
A dirty old bloke with no self-respect ow!
Oh
and over and over i was raised by
KRS 1, I was raised by Tribe Called Quest
I was raised
By DMX the last real nigga alive? Naw
Nigga! We real
Niggas alive,
know?)
You go and get that Mack diesel, right
hey, the man from Atlanta to way out in Cali (okay)
Catch me in New York, I'm on the way to Miami
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