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[Kurupt] Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cock |
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My dick kinda limp so |
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I cruise around the block |
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Call my cousin snoop as |
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I swoop in the coupe |
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Stop by my homey dru house to puff on the loop |
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Seen my little homey style who |
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I ain't seen in a while |
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Damn near gone, floating on cloud one-nine |
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Liquor sto', so |
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I grab some mixed gin and juice |
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Got a quarter pound of bud so |
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I'm fucked up two |
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Seven, eight, nine ten eleven twelve |
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Bailed back in the crib (for what?) because |
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I'm all-in |
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Conversated then |
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I dug the hoe out |
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I fixed me some food, then go the hell out |
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Two a.m. on the dizot, |
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I pause and |
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I stizop I reminisce on that ass that |
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I rizocked |
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Now I'm high as a kite |
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Yeah, and |
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I'm feeling alright |
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Four a.m. as |
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I stoll back to my crib |
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To see what's with my woman and my newborn kid [Snoop Doggy Dogg] |
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With my mind on my money and my money on my mind |
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We do this everyday about the same time, beyotch! [Nate Dogg] |
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I was at the park one day, that's when |
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I saw her face |
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She looked kind of cavi to me |
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But when I take her home, and tap that ass |
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I'm gone I'm just a dog don't blame me [Snoop Doggy Dogg] |
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Now do I love them hoes? (hell naw!) |
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And why is that? (because you're snoop doggy dogg!) (and you never gave a fuck about a bitch; Cause to you, bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks) |
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Ha hah, dee dee dadi dadi dah |
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Listen to the sounds from my nigga doggy dogg |
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Sliding through the city in the rag six-fo' |
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Hopping like a motherfucker trying to find a hoe |
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Hitting all the spots but |
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I'm coming up blank |
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I'm headed to the liquor store to get myself some drank |
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Parks my ride as |
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I, steps inside, as |
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I Puts my nine double-m to my side, as |
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I Continue with my mission |
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Pussy is my dish and |
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I'm fishing, wishing |
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Upon a star, to come up on some ends |
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But she caviar, and |
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I let her bet her pussy |
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So I can get my pimp on |
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Cause my pen gets my pimp on from g to ozone [Big Pimpin] |
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I have pimped my pen, on cold |
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Michigan nights |
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And the bitch didn't freeze up on me, when |
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I wanted her to write it |
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I have pimped my pen in the hot |
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California sun |
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And the bitch didn't drip, smell, or run |
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As she turned the trick pages, from loose leaf to zig-zags |
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I have pimped my pen and she is number one in my stable |
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For I have yet not got a refill, for her |
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I love her that's why she keeps, performing for me |
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I have pimped my pen, and she is number one, in my stable |
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Pleasure, is the treasure that the girl sells all day |
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Pleasure is the reason that she brings daddy his cash |
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Dedicated the hoe, dedicate for sure |
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Dripping willows on satin pillows |
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Love is being checked, from a hoe |
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Dead presidents still getting their fuck on |
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I'm so happy because ain't nothing like a lollipop |
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That gets sucked, all day long |
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A tangy, little candy drop |
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I love it when she brings me the pay |
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Dedicated like everyday, to the sunshine |
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Yeah my hoe brings me mine |
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For like she says she does |
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And I believed her when |
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I accept it |
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Yeah I got pimp bones in my body |
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And I rock them, like la-di-da-di |
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I rock them, mighty hardy, like la-di-da-di |
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I got pimp bones in my body |