| You niggas don’t hear me though
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| Turn it up, nigga, this shit’s in stereo
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| I walked in with a philly ho
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| Let me give it to you, young locc, on the really though
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| Hands, the keys, the Benz, the trees
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| The birds, the bees, the C’s, the G’s
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| I get it like I’m 'posed to, you should be close to me
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| Right up under my wing
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| Words I sing, verbs I bring
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| Bread to the park, head in the dark
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| Ready with art, I said it with heart
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| Merely distorted, dearly departed
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| Look what you started
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| I’m cool as a mother and you acting retarded
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| Just what the motherfuckin' doctor ordered
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| It’s the d-o-g with the p-o-p
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| Not one, not two, but three
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| I gotta have two or more
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| Two or more, baby
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| Maybe even three or four
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| Like three, like four
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| Listen to me, baby
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| I need two or more
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| Yeah
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| Maybe even three or four
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| She likes love, drugs, and sex
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| Love, drugs, and sex
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| She likes love, drugs, and sex
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| Have a seat and don’t say one word
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| Cause you will never catch Snoop Dogg with just one bird
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| And if I do, I’ll probably kick it to the curb
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| And come anew
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| Runnin' back, I’m-a keep runnin' through
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| Hut one, hut two
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| Down set, hike two, three, four
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| We go overtime
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| I’m-a give you something that’s gonna blow your mind
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| And take your time, relax a bit
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| I came here to mack a bitch
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| This P is so immaculate
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| I rap a bit just to taste
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| Puttin' hair to the snare to the bass
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| Snap that, Snapchat, flick it up
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| One of me, three of ya’ll, so lick it up
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| I’m back to the hangin' again, bangin' again
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| Nigga, could you sing it again?
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| I gotta have two or more
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| Two or more, baby
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| Maybe even three or four
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| Like three, like four
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| Listen to me, baby
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| I need two or more
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| Yeah
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| Maybe even three or four
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| She likes love, drugs, and sex
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| Love, drugs, and sex
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| She likes love, drugs, and sex
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| Freak-a-leek, I speak the truth
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| I got girls lined up trying to get in the booth
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| Original, more like a miracle
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| High definition visual, digital, minimal
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| But it can be maxed out
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| Track meet, more meat blow your back out
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| I had to pull the 'lac out
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| Cause there was too many of ya’ll to be left out
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| I stepped out mackish with the whole package
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| Bread with the cabbage, me and a bad bitch
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| Or two, make it three
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| 31 flavors, nigga
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| It gets no better than this
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| Now, who in the world can get you more wetter than this?
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| I’m back to the hangin' again, bangin' again
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| Nigga, could you sing it again?
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| I gotta have two or more
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| Two or more, baby
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| Maybe even three or four
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| Like three, like four
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| Listen to me, baby
|
| I need two or more
|
| Yeah
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| Maybe even three or four
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| She likes love, drugs, and sex
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| Love, drugs, and sex
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| She likes love, drugs, and sex
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| Two or more |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Two or More , by - Snoop Dogg. Song from the album Coolaid, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп