Yeah, yeah, Eve And you know, you better
I some chuck's on my feet khakis on my legs full of funk, nigga, while I'm breaking bread Sliding your system, banging, bobbing heads mines and I don't care what other niggaz saying
They can pop it but can't stop it, boy, I'm getting mine Selling clothes up in this like Calvin Klein Getting cuties to shake they booty at the time I'd be damned if I go back to jail for the crime
I'm too to get caught up in this dirty game I'm a scholar that make dollaz off the game hoping I got it popping on the boulevard Man, I ain't fucking Chevy's, I got my own car
D O double, you don't wanna rumble, why you me? Oh, I know, you must be off them ecstasy Bad habits, you better it before it get you loc And try to get yourself hooked on chronic smoke Fo'
Hey y'all, doggs from East to Coast All my doggs, we smoke We 'bout to take some roll Everywhere I go
Man, I see the hoes I know already know Yeah, we like it raw Snoop, Eve and Nate Dogg
Uh, huh, these got you head nodding And this chick got the drums from ears throbbing Known to do it, baby bubblin', do 'chu stop 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, crank it nice and Can't me out, I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your TV
Ain't never stuck up off the Same bitch, same pitch, nothing Want this brown girl, I see you thug your lips Gotta have that bombshell, girl, I need you for me
Keep love on the sides, we in the church On these getting smoke ties, domino playing up here Praying that they legalize but fuck it still top down Baby 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 Everywhere I go
Man, I see the same I know they already Yeah, we it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Dogg
Now, you see me acting up in the club (It nothin') Uh, six up on dub's (It nothin')
Huh, up blueberry buds (It nothing) And every hood nothing but love (It nothing)
Taste buds ain't the same, for the simple Should'a never let me learn what millions really Yeah, I'm a simple girl but really want simple things Keep real doggs close, hate cats with brains
Not ready for the collision, stay up in your East Coast, West Coast, you still don't fuckin' Dedicated to you, baby, keep gangsta lean You gots to be my queen I'm the Bigg King
The one the Bigg house with the Bigg things Sista Eve, you blessed the scene the queen of the team, with cream, you're so supreme A in the skies, open up your eyes
Me and you together, shit, we gon' the vibes and go where we wanna go, stay fly Sho' and original, turn up your 'Cause here we go, we go
Hey y'all, doggs from East to Coast All my doggs, we smoke We 'bout to take some bank that I go
Man, I see the same I know already know Yeah, we it real raw Snoop, Eve and Nate Dogg
It nothing It ain't It ain't It ain't