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[Intro: Snoop Dogg] Yeah man, let me holla at my nephew Tray-Deee Nephew, I can't believe these motherfucking stupid ass bitches man I done told em time and time and time again Well I guess they don't hear me So uh, why don't you let me know Matter fact let them know how you feel about these motherfucking hoes [Verse:] I can't explain how I came 'cross the game I got More likely from parlayin with these thangs a lot Be on the gangsters jocks, soon as they spot that you clockin These snakes'll plot, and then be all in your pockets Droppin little hints 'bout they rents and bills When you tell em you can't help em wanna twist they grills Like you owe em once you show em that you're interested When they knowin you be wantin just to hit and dig I aint got shit to give, but hard dick and conversation And talkin end, when I commit the penetration I toss at them, if it was proper we could kick it When we cross again, but you know aint no commitment I want ya when I need ya, and that's the procedure I call you and fall through, strictly at leisure And only keep ya, until you start to cost me Then I reverse the game til ya back up off me Kill em softly [Hook 1:] Bitches aint shit, I said it before, and I say it again, Tray Deee Bitches aint shit, they only fuckin with your homies Cuz they know you got a grip Bitches aint shit, I said it before, and I'ma say it again, Tray-Deee Bitches aint shit, they only fuckin with your homies Cuz they know you got a grip [Tray Deee talking over hook] I done peeped these knucleheads all? Dogg These bitches on the gold rush This aint 1849 quit that pan handling hoe This '99, you tryin to get yours, but I need all mine You knowhatimsayin? [Verse 2:] I keep the energy caught her eyein me down Back when she first started hangin around In Long Beach got real deep on some real G s** So you got served bitch now what's next I ride on the side while we slide in my broom Old goons can't get with the? Foon? Naw I'm on another level, let's get in your shit Blowin herb while we swerve and we spend your chips Drain me and take me to the finest spots Out the dinin shop and buy me diamond rocks It's a privilege to get the dick and fuck wit me Knowin the whole way I roll is in luxury I'm a major type of player out for ruling the game Every line I design is for schoolin a dame When I approach I let 'em know it's all money and s** But I gotta be blessed before we make 'em connect [Hook 2: Snoop Dogg and Tray Dee overlap] I check a bitch as quick as Goldie the mac And keep them quarter sacks and holdin my straps I only want what's in the middle of they laps And plus I hump before I get 'em for they snaps [Repeat] [Verse 3:] I can't conceive spendin cheese just to please a broad When eventually intentions be to leave 'em all In the minus, no matter if they the finest Then recognize the price come with rollin with riders You can't expect to step up in my company And we just fuck for free, and you not touchin me With some fine ass why chance gettin involved And be callin me a dogg after hittin them draws I'm out to ball, so keep all emotions in check And don't be tryin to test what you're sure to regret Thinkin you gon be sinkin up inside my profits Bitch you got twist but you needs to stop it I'm cold on the hold like the frozen snow For my dough unless we both tryin to make it grow I think you know, my bank be mo', than us kickin it What's mine is mine, but what's yours we splittin it [Hook 1:] [Tray Deee over hook 1] I got three questions for a bitch though Where mines at, what's takin you so long to kick it in And how long this gon take you to get me some more hoes You know...
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