| Yo. |
| and this is No Limit records
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| I am Snoop D-O motherfuckin double G
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| Partyin with my ??? |
| Silkk The Shocker
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| You a made man now nigga
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| Yeah (Year round party Yall get em up, get it up
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| What up Snoop?)
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| Wake up, jump out of bed and get dressed
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| My life is a mess, naah better yet it’s a test
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| I snatched the chopper from the coppers then put on my vest
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| Life’s a baseball game out west
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| Oh yes, you rockin with the best, the S
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| N double O-P, your grandmama know me
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| So for all my homegirls and all my homies
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| Ain’t no limit picnic and it’s on me
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| Our world is G so roll with me
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| And Silkk The Shocker and grab some gin for this vodka
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| Got summertime rockin for your jeeps and trucks
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| Big June Bug in the house, what up
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| Got a jar full of dope and a box of blunts
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| Hoes in the house, if you see em turn em out
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| Bitches walkin by sayin hi to me
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| And niggas givin dat cause they ride with me
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| We goin throw a party so my homies come and chill
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| All the hoes invited so you know we goin get ill
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| We goin throw a party so ladies come and chill
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| All my dogs invited so we gotta keep it real
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| Yo yo yo
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| It ain’t nothin but a N-O L-I-M-I to the T
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| Party, so all my dogs could ride with me
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| Hopped out the drop, the drivers side of course
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| You seen me somewhere before, you did
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| Probably was in the Vibe or the Source
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| You know what I do when it’s time to floss
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| I’m a do it, you know I ain’t got time to talk
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| But I see somethin in the corner and she lookin kinda fly
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| I tell my dog Snoop (psst psst)
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| Man you might as well go ahead and stop me
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| (Lemme holla at you dog) She done met up with a star, eye contact
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| I nodded, she nodded back, then we met up at the bar
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| I told her I keep ice on my wrist, tight keep ice on my chin
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| And I’ll still respect you tommorow, and tonight I hit it
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| But you only got a couple minutes to choose
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| And my time is like dollars so I only got a couple minutes to lose
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| In a minute I’m a hop in my ride, if you in this cool
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| If not ya gotta make a decision by the time I finish my food
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| Now what
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| We goin throw a barbecue so niggas light the grill
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| All my dogs invited so you know we goin get ill
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| We goin throw a barbecue so ladies light the grill
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| All my dogs invited so you got to keep it real
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| Now I used to be on the block
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| Now I’m in the drop chillin with Snoop
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| But I walk through the door I feel animosity (oh you feelin it too)
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| Probably cause we say our name we could be stealin they booth
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| Probably cause I’m platinum, we dark, could be chillin at two
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| (The south west connect, big chains on our neck
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| Boy give us respect, yall shit on deck)
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| Aight Snoop, you got the weed (yeah) and I got the liquor (fa sho)
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| Meach got the food but who got the strippers (I dont know)
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| Cause ain’t no party like the ones we drove (whassup)
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| And um, ain’t no cars like the ones we drove
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| And um, ain’t no dollars like the ones we fold
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| When we give somethin, call us, it’s outta control
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| (So whether it’s summertime, winter, spring or fall
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| Look for somethin big from Silkk and Top Dogg)
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| We party with nothin but bud, nothin but thugs
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| East to west, peep the best, keep it stress, nothin but love (yeah)
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| Fuck
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| We goin throw a party so my homies come and chill
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| All the hoes invited so you know we goin get ill
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| We goin throw a party so ladies come and chill
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| All my dogs invited so we gotta keep it real
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| (give it up, get it up)
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| Ain’t nothin but a party baby
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| G’z out here goin crazy
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| How the world goin even fade us
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| Either love or hate us
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| Ain’t nothin but a party baby
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| Two low down G’z goin crazy
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| Yeah
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| Ain’t nothin but a, huh
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| And my cell phone goin off in this bitch, what
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| Yeah ha
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| We ain’t even trippin dog
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| Shoutout to the whole world
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| What
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| This the end
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| Till next time
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| I’m out |