Yeah, yeah, Eve And you know, you know
I keep some on my feet khakis on my legs full of funk, nigga, while I'm breaking bread Sliding through system, banging, bobbing heads Doing mines and I don't care what other saying
can pop it but they can't stop it, boy, I'm getting mine Selling clothes up in bitch like Calvin Klein Getting to shake they booty at the same time I'd be damned if I go back to for the same crime
I'm too to get caught up in this dirty game I'm a scholar that dollaz off the birdy game Crip hoping I got it on the boulevard Man, I ain't with Chevy's, I got my own car
D O double, you don't rumble, why you testing me? Oh, I know, you must be gone off ecstasy Bad habits, you better it before it get you loc And try to get yourself hooked on this chronic Fo'
Hey y'all, doggs East to West Coast All my doggs, we smoke We 'bout to take some bank Everywhere I go
Man, I see the hoes I know they know Yeah, we it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Dogg
Uh, huh, these niggas got you nodding And this chick got the drums from your ears Known to do it, bubblin', do 'chu dare stop it Love when bitches hate you, hear the song pimps, nothing to me
Got my nigga, Snoop, he down As for my nigga, Nate, shit, he was in Created heat so you can bang it, crank it and loud block me out, I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your TV
Ain't never stuck up off the Same bitch, same pitch, ridiculous Want this girl, I see you thug lick your lips Gotta have that bombshell, damn girl, I you for me
Keep on the both sides, we in the church On these niggas getting ties, domino playing up here Praying they legalize but fuck it still choke top down Baby blowing in the sky, come on
Hey y'all, doggs from East to West All my doggs, we smoke We to take some bank roll Everywhere I go
Man, I see the same I know they already Yeah, we like it raw Snoop, Eve and Nate Dogg
Now, when you see me acting up in the (It nothin') Uh, six fall up on (It nothin')
Huh, breaking up buds (It nothing) And every hood showing but love (It nothing)
Taste buds the same, for the simple brain Should'a never let me learn what millions mean Yeah, I'm a simple girl but really don't want simple Keep real doggs close, cats with simple brains
Not ready for the collision, stay up in lane East Coast, West Coast, you don't fuckin' think Dedicated to you, baby, your gangsta lean You gots to be my queen 'cause I'm the Bigg
The one with the house with the Bigg things Sista Eve, you the whole scene You're the queen of the team, with cream, so supreme A blessin' in the skies, open up eyes
Me and you together, shit, we gon' the vibes Exercise and go where we go, stay fly Sho' and original, up your stereo here we go, here we go
Hey y'all, doggs East to West Coast All my doggs, we could We 'bout to take some bank that I go
Man, I see the hoes I know already know Yeah, we like it raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate
It nothing It nothing It ain't It ain't