Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doggytails, artist - Snoop Dogg. Date of issue: 11.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Doggytails |
| Hey Snoop Dogg, can you give us a bedtime story? |
| Alright, hand me my backwoods, here we go |
| Just another day in me old neighborhood |
| Not bad meanin' bad but bad meanin' good |
| Time flies by with the boomin' system |
| Shot for my head, I popped back but I missed 'em |
| So I kept shootin' 'til I ran outta shots |
| Then I threw my gun at him and I ran up the block |
| Swang them foes, bang them hoes |
| 20 minutes later, I changed them clothes |
| For a disguise, east side niggas is back |
| Ain’t heard your new shit 'cause you niggas is whack |
| I came to this party all by myself |
| But I won’t leave by myself |
| I got his, hers and your bitch too |
| They all come through, it’s sorta like a rendezvous |
| I’m so true to this shit, never new to this shit |
| Kick back and watch your big homie do this shit |
| Niggas don’t make or break me |
| 'Cause all I just do is shine |
| Toast to the bang bang boogie |
| Crush grapes to drink fine wine |
| S to the N, double O, P |
| Won’t you put it in the air one time |
| Today we gonna get real litty |
| Guaranteed it’ll blow your mind |
| Well well |
| Well, I watch out |
| Better get them starchild |
| That’s the XO bottle |
| Leave shit with the model |
| And this gangsta shit on your, uh |
| 1 little 2, little 3, little Gs |
| Hangin' by the high school, blowin' in the trees |
| 4 little, 5 little, 6 TCs |
| Watch a nigga back when I’m dip in through the Es |
| 7 little, 8 little, 9 little hoes |
| Wanna kick it, I suppose, gettin' tickets to my shows |
| 10 to 11 but a dozen on the rose |
| Gave that bitch to my cousin 'cause he hard on the nose |
| Hey, you know how shit goes, make that bitch strike a pose |
| She belong to the gang, so you know that bitch chose |
| So cold, make a nigga freeze up, hoes down, nigga, G’s up |
| Niggas don’t make or break me |
| 'Cause all I just do is shine |
| Toast to the bang bang boogie |
| Crush grapes to drink fine wine |
| S to the N, double O, P |
| Won’t you put it in the air one time |
| Today we gonna get real litty |
| Guaranteed it’ll blow your mind |
| I did a whole lotta gutta shit |
| But lookin' back at it, young loc, Cuz, I’m on some other shit |
| Intellectual, misdirectional |
| Correct yourself so you can avoid correctional facilities |
| Mental stability, validity |
| Everythin' you look at ain’t what it appear to be |
| Compellin' you, sellin' you, I’m tellin' you this |
| See poppin' this shit is like knockin' a bitch |
| I’m cold with it, rock roll with it, trick hoes with it |
| Nick Foles with it, get it, I be the backup, second in line |
| See when I get in, you ain’t gettin' no more time |
| I’m free as a bird, C is the word, nigga, I did that, nigga |
| Never switchin' up, my nigga, let’s get this shit back |
| True to this shit, never new to this shit |
| Kick back and watch your big homie do this shit |
| Niggas don’t make or break me |
| 'Cause all I just do is shine |
| Toast to the bang bang boogie |
| Crush grapes to drink fine wine |
| S to the N, double O, P |
| Won’t you put it in the air one time |
| Today we gonna get real litty |
| Guaranteed it’ll blow your mind |