| Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cot
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| My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
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| Call my cousin Snoop as I swoop in the Coupe
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| Stop by my homey Dru house to puff on the loop
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| Seen my little homey Style who I ain’t seen in a while
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| Damn near gone, floatin on cloud one-nine
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| Liquor sto', so I grab some mixed gin and juice
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| Got a quarter pound of bud so I’m fucked up two
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| Seven, eight, nine ten eleven twelve
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| Bailed back in the crib (For what?) Because I’m all-in
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| Conversated then I dug the ho out
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| I fixed me some food, then boned the hell out
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| Two A.M. |
| on the dizot, I pause and I stizop
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| I reminisce on that ass that I rizocked
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| Now I’m high as a kite
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| Yeahh, and I’m feelin alright
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| Four A.M. |
| as I stoll back to my crib
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| To see what’s with my woman and my newborn kid
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| With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
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| We do this everyday about the same time, beyotch!
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| I was at the park one day, that’s when I saw her face
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| She looked kind of cavi to me
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| But when I take her home, and tap that ass I’m gone
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| I’m just a dog don’t blame me
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| Now do I love them hoes? |
| (HELL NAW!)
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| And why is that? |
| (Because you’re Snoop Doggy Dogg!)
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| And you never gave a fuck about a bitch;
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| Cause to you, bitches ain’t shit but hoes and tricks
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| Ha hah, dee dee dadi dadi dah
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| Listen to the sounds from my nigga Doggy Dogg
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| Slidin through the city in the rag six-fo'
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| Hoppin like a motherfucker tryin to find a ho
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| Hittin all the spots but I’m comin up blank
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| I’m headed to the liquor store to get myself some drank
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| Parks my ride as I, steps inside, as I
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| Puts my nine double-M to my side, as I
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| Continue with my mission
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| Pussy is my dish and I’m fishin, wishin
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| Upon a star, to come up on some ends
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| Pushin caviar, and a little bit of pussy
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| So I can get my pimp on
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| Cause my pen gets my pimp on from G to ozone
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| I have pimped my pen, on cold Michigan nights
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| And the bitch didn’t freeze up on me, when I wanted her to write it
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| I have pimped my pen in the hot California sun
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| And the bitch didn’t drip, smear, or run
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| As she turned the trick pages, from looseleaf to zig-zags
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| I have pimped my pen and she is number one in my stable
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| For I have yet not got a refill, for her
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| I love her that’s why she keeps, performing for me
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| I have pimped my pen… and she is number one, in my stable
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| Pleasure, is the treasure that the girl sells all day
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| Pleasure is the reason that she brings daddy his pay
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| Dedicated the ho, dedicated for sure (fo sho)
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| Dripping willows on satin pillows
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| Love is being checked, from a ho
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| Dead presidents still getting their fuck on
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| I’m so happy because ain’t nothing like a lollipop
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| That gets sucked, ALL day long
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| A tangy, little candy drop
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| I love it when she brings me the pay
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| Dedicated like everyday… to the sunshine
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| Yeah my ho brings me mine
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| For like she said she’d do it
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| And I believed her when I accepted
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| Yeah I got pimp bones in my body
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| And I rock them, like la-di-da-di
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| I rock them, mighty hardy, like la-di-da-di
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| I got pimp bones in my body |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big Pimpin', artist - Snoop Dogg. Album song Tupac: Live At The House Of Blues, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп