Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song That Tree (feat. Kid Cudi), artist - Snoop Dogg. Album song More Malice, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.03.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
That Tree (feat. Kid Cudi) |
Snoopy |
Is what they say as if they knew me |
Groupies, on my head like a cufi |
My nigga Kid Cudi, that’s my little buddy |
Call some hoes up, and get some cutty cutty |
What’s your life like? |
Mine’s is kinda tight |
A long way from hustlin', that china white |
My people love me, the fans love me, I’m all go |
If you ain’t showin' love, then what you call for? |
I don’t need it in my life, my kids pay the price |
So alike and in need of my wife |
Smoke 'til I’m gone, Dogg on the throne |
I’m world-wide known, I’m a boss in the zone |
I get it how I get it 'cause I can, I earn my spot |
You see the plan, I’m just fuckin' with my fans |
I turned out to be the better man, important to life |
You understand while I’m puffin' on this gram |
Everything I’m havin', no there ain’t necessity |
Though I’m shining, keep on grindin' |
What you see ain’t all of me |
Though I keep them ho’s, don’t love them ho’s |
The code in which y’all roll |
It’s so simple what I need |
You know I keep my fam and I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
Nah nah, nah nah nah |
(Nah nah nah, nah nah nah) |
I got my fam dawg, look at my niggas |
Got a little money y’all, and I ain’t trippin' |
Most days I’m faded, feeling ex-rated |
Steady wantin' freaky hoes, then I want a lady |
Holdin' the fam down, and my close homie |
The peoples who were there, when some sucka left me lonely |
Phony, when you see a nigga don’t approach me |
Made it to the top baby, that’s on me |
Koch tryna claim that they made me |
However you feel, another real fugazzi |
I keep it one hundred, never frontin', don’t need be |
I’m in another zone, no place you could see, my nigga |
Conyo to haters that don’t know |
Low pro, how a nigga like from costo |
The one fans love, who was always approachable, yo |
And I rep the double O, smokin', eatin' Cheerios |
Everything I’m havin', no there ain’t necessity |
Though I’m shining, keep on grindin' |
What you see ain’t all of me |
Though I keep them ho’s, don’t love them ho’s |
The code in which y’all roll |
It’s so simple what I need |
You know I keep my fam and I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
Nah nah, nah nah nah |
(Nah nah nah, nah nah nah) |
Can’t forget it, they made me who I am, a king |
And I’m still on the scene, you gotta love it |
All out in public, the people want to touch it |
I need a blunt with the stuffin' |
Nigga, it’s nothin' for me to chill out, post up at the house |
With Madden on the screen, and smash on the homies |
Hollywood nice now, everybody on me |
And on the blogs talk shit like they know me, hm |
Aww fool, take you niggas to school |
«How to get rich and stay cool» |
Snoopy D O Dub, show you homie, even with the critics |
And the Feds all on me, I was tappin' all the chonies |
Dogg, but my folks call me Snoopy |
Boss dogg, nigga sue me |
Pony tail swangin' as I lay in the jacuzzi |
Love of my life, while I’m puffin' on the |
oww wee |
, kush |
Everything I’m havin', no there ain’t necessity |
Though I’m shining, keep on grindin' |
What you see ain’t all of me |
Though I keep them ho’s, don’t love them ho’s |
The code in which y’all roll |
It’s so simple what I need |
You know I keep my fam and I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
I can’t forget that tree |
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah |
Nah nah, nah nah nah |
Snoop Dogg in the house tonight blowing that Laker purp that I know you like, |
right? |
Kid Cudi, my nephew, blaze that shit right now would you, would you, right? |
Snoop Dogg in the house tonight blazing that Laker purp that I know you like, |
right? |
Kid Cudi, my nephew, blaze that shit right now my nigga, right? |