Yeah, yeah, Eve And you know, you better
I keep some chuck's on my feet on my legs Trunk of funk, nigga, while I'm breaking bread Sliding through system, banging, bobbing heads Doing mines and I care what other niggaz saying
They can pop it but they can't stop it, boy, I'm mine Selling clothes up in this bitch like Klein Getting cuties to shake they at the same time I'd be damned if I go back to jail for the crime
I'm too slick to get caught up in dirty game I'm a scholar make dollaz off the birdy game Crip I got it popping on the boulevard Man, I fucking 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 kick it before it get you loc And try to get yourself on this chronic smoke Fo'
Hey y'all, doggs from to West Coast All my doggs, we could We 'bout to take some bank that I go
Man, I see the same I know they know Yeah, we like it raw Snoop, Eve and Nate Dogg
Uh, huh, these niggas got you nodding And this chick got the drums from your throbbing Known to do it, baby bubblin', do 'chu dare it Love when bitches you, hear the song pimps, ain't 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, it nice and loud Can't me out, I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your TV
Ain't stuck up off the freezyness bitch, same pitch, nothing ridiculous Want this girl, I see you thug lick your lips Gotta have bombshell, damn girl, I need you for me
Keep love on the both sides, we in the On these getting smoke ties, domino playing up here Praying that they but fuck it still choke top down blowing smoke in the sky, come on
Hey y'all, from East to West Coast All my doggs, we smoke We 'bout to take bank roll that I go
Man, I see the hoes I they already know Yeah, we it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate
Now, you see me acting up in the club (It nothin') Uh, six fall up on (It nothin')
Huh, up blueberry buds (It nothing) And every hood showing but love (It nothing)
buds ain't the same, for the simple brain Should'a never let me learn millions really mean Yeah, I'm a girl but really don't want simple things Keep real doggs close, hate cats simple brains
Not ready for the collision, stay up in lane East Coast, Coast, you still don't fuckin' think Dedicated to you, baby, your gangsta lean You gots to be my 'cause I'm the Bigg King
The one with the Bigg house with the things Sista Eve, you blessed the scene You're the queen of the team, with cream, you're so A blessin' in the skies, open up eyes
Me and you together, shit, we collect the vibes and go where we wanna go, stay fly Sho' and original, up your stereo 'Cause we go, here we go
Hey y'all, doggs from to West Coast All my doggs, we could We to take some bank roll Everywhere I go
Man, I see the same I know already know Yeah, we like it raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Dogg
It ain't It nothing It ain't It ain't