| Always regarded as man’s best friend
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| To keep you company or guard your property
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| When on the loose they run in packs and chase the cats
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| You know 'em as
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| My dogs
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| My dogs
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| My dogs
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| To all my d-o-geez & GBz & g-o-deez
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| Cause ain’t none truer than these
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| A four legger looking for a reservoir
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| Dog days doggin' em out in a dead end job
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| It’s a dog life dog eat dog world
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| But I’m a go out with my dogs tonight though to meet girls
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| Dog fighting this is not right
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| Man nothing should come between dogs Summer spring fall — winter
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| But spend some time with your women
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| Or you’re in the doghouse
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| For showing to courtesy and her birthday You forgot about it
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| Not because you’re malicious had no intention
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| A two-legged puppy is only human
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| He’s lucky to have you — Ab Rude
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| He’s out there guarding the block late
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| The dogwatch Doberman gang of Hip Hop
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| Taking over the spot roll over to show me watcha got
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| Only the tip top matriculated
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| In this clique that we instated
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| If we knew you wanted it quicker we’d a laid it
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| But I’m doggone glad we made it
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| Let’s go let me bless the flow
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| D-o-g with a pedigree best in show
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| I get around like a greyhound the rest are slow
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| You in a pack of dogs pulling one Eskimo
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| I got a sudden urge to croon howl at the moon
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| I get hot like a dog day afternoon
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| Coming down the sidewalk give a dog some room
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| I’m well groomed & trained to bite these buffoons
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| What a dog type life y’all be putting me through
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| I say don’t you dog me & they always do
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| I’m always in the doghouse thanks to you
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| And they try to wag the dog like I haven’t a clue
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| No it ain’t To-To or Marmaduke
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| I’m more like Kujo armed with a nuke
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| Attack like a pit bull ripping up your suit
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| Big up to Shell Dog & my big dog Jup
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| Call me Myka 9 no fleas
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| Just me & my dogs and we don’t need a leash kupeesh?
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| We’re all beasts well trained ain’t none of us pillow tamed
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| It’s a doggone shame that some of these cats lame
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| But me & my main dogs bark up the right tree
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| Spark up the light green park in the night heat
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| To hot box & steam & holla at these queens
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| I call it animal instinct
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| When we we run around looking for females
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| Pretty in pink — because we love the honeys
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| And in the club we buy 'em all a drink
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| We only see black & white
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| You might get attacked if you don’t act right
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| People gamble on the outcome of a dogfight
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| And some dogs don’t say nothing before they bite
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| The girls want a puppy to teach a new trick
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| But they really love a big dog with a big stick
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| To fetch a Frisbee to catch a big bone
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| To dig into the earth & make a dog moan
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| All my out of town dogs just stay down dogs
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| Not talking 'bout groundhogs
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| Ain’t nothing but a hound dog
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| But you know you’re my dogs |