| Good evening ladies and gentlemen
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| «Let's describe a certain female»
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| B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy
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| It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy
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| B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy
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| It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy
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| B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy
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| It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy
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| It all goes back, to '85
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| When I start gettin pus*y every day of my life
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| It really didn’t matter what the b*tch look like
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| I remember one night, after the Sugar Ray fight
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| Wouldn’t you believe it, Dogg like a retriever
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| I went up in this big fat b*tch named Treva
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| She had a best friend with titties named Vanessa
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| She told me to undress her, yessir
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| Ain’t no pressure, later that semester
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| She put me down with her homegirl name Tanisha
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| She was so vicious, lips so luscious
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| S*ck a ni*ga d*ck and have it shinin like some dishes
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| Patricia, Patricia, she love the way I stick her
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| I take her to the movies and now, she eat the d*ck up
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| Big bucks, no whammies
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| I had to meet this white b*tch, her name was Tammy
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| She lived in the Valley, she couldn’t understand me
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| But she let me dig out, her homegirl named Brandi
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| Now Brandi was a cute little thick b*tch
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| She moved to the hood from the 2-oh-6
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| She brought some new tricks, flippin them squirrels
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| And the pearls, and turnin out the neighborhood little girls
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| Hmm, and I seen that, so I peep the game
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| So I put her down, bottom b*tch on my team
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| And we began makin, breakin bitches takin
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| whatever we want, see she want with the fakin
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| It’s real in the field, no mistakin
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| And crack the little b*tch, yeah she Jamaican
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| Time and time again she would bring me bud
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| And let me beat it up, listenin to «One Love»
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| Off some jerk chicken, I got mo' b*tches
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| Now I’m f*ckin her sister it’s gettin real suspicious
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| But the d*ck is good, so they won’t tell
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| And now they next door neighbor, Clarissa Bell
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| She been lookin at me, I think she wanna hit
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| But I’ma holla back, cause I’m on another b*tch
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| I’m on some other sh*t, I got a phone call
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| From the motherf*ckin president y’all
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| He said, «Snoop Dogg, how could I fuck a b*tch
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| And make her s*ck a d*ck and not get caught for the f*ck of it?»
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| I called and look here, this what you do
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| Make the First Lady sell a little pu*sy for you
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| I think he got it, cause he left fast
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| He left his daughters, and a lot of cash
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| Well what do ya know, D-O-double-G
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| Major pimpin, out in D.C.
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| And I’m a young pimp, got a lot of growin left
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| And you’s a young hoe with a lot of hoein left
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| Always keep a hoe in check, blowin us a train wreck
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| Yeah I might have to go in depth
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| See every little hoe I met
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| They’re standouts, you know the ones like Yvette
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| We fucked in the car, behind a bar
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| I shot it in her face and it went «Ahhh»
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| My homeboy Charles
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| Went up in his sister, behind the garage
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| I was menace, I was freaky, I was sick
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| When y’all was tryin to hump, I was teachin them to suck dick
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| Always tryin to go up in a hoe
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| Got caught tryin to f*ck in school they asked me what I did it fo'
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| You know just what I told her?
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| I love pus*y, and this dick is what I showed her
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| And now they threw me out, now I’m at the pad
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| I’m at a new school, way cool
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| New hoes, new script, fresh fish
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| Walk up in the room and I bust a new b*tch
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| I’m in some new tail, wanna holla back
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| But for now let me holla back Impala black
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| She’s a 12th grader, in my science class
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| And I done seen the pu*sy, yeah boy I’m movin fast
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| See I was taught by, and I was taught I
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| Better move on somethin fast if I thought I
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| could claim a dame, or game her brain
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| Or tame a man, not with the same old game
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| See on some different stuff, I’m a different cut
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| It’s what I say and do to make the b*tch give it up
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| Oh you wanna brag? |
| I wanna brag too
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| Now what you gon' do, when they ask you
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| Is you gon' tell a lie, or you gon' keep it G
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| Or you gon' hold it all inside or you gon' tell on me?
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| Shit it’s all cool, cause it was all good
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| It’s just another day in Doggy Dogg’s neighborhood
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| You better watch your girl, cause if she on the loose
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| It’s a 90 percent chance she gon' get pimp juice
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| Now what it do, what it is
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| Now you livin with that hoe and y’all got fo' kids
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| B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy
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| It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy
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| B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy
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| It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy
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| B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy
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| It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy
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| B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy
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| It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy
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| B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy
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| It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy
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| B*tches will be b*tches as I smash in the Chevy
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| It’s gettin, it’s gettin, it’s gettin kind of heavy |