[Snoop L.A. (GEEEEE, MIX!!!)
Yeah uh-huh, you what it is Purp and yellow, purp and yellow, and yellow, purp and yellow Yeah uh-huh, you what it is Purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and
Wiz Khalifa] Yeah uh-huh, you what it is I do, I do it big Yeah uh-huh, screamin nothin When I pulled off the lot, stuntin Get rep in my town, when you see me me you know and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow I put it down my whip to my diamonds, I'm in Purp and yellow, and yellow, purp and yellow, purp and yellow
[Snoop Swish! Twenty-fo', that's Mamba Snoop Dogg, he's a dope Collaborate, with the Golden In a yellow six-deuce with the purple I dip and dodge, I hit and roll Fish and chips, bounce pass down to Pau We don't give a damn, the big three L.A. Lake' sho' we to three-peat aAd you can bet, on the set Ron about to get wet I'm on the flo', and that's a Sittin next to Jack, blazin up the purple sack
Yeah... Louis don, uhh Purple twenty-fo's yellow I'm ridin Top blew the guts, doors goin Stuff in the wood nigga know we gon' that Blow it in the air boy bet he gon' that and yellow, purp and yellow Watch me ball like you with Phil at ten car caravan, Astons and all them hood whips Them Cutlasses, Cadillacs That be grippin them wood tips I was up in the wood, claim Compton, bet you ain't know that Pops taught me how to get low when the flow Went a boy to a king, any block I five-five-fo' that better know that, boy they ain't playin Sawed off shotty - they sayin? to a boss, I put two hoes in that LeComp I come fuckin niggaz off, hop in that truck and then get lost Boy you playin a King, not Gretzky, hit it if you let me Keep yo' girl wetter than on a jet-ski Ooh cool cool - say he smoother than a ass Pops was a dope boy we still eighties cash Look on that Mercedes dash, boy you what it is on a scarecrow, on my way to see the Wiz!
Ridin down Rosecrans, Compton, Turn on the wrong street might bang on ya of the Lakers baby, yea you know it's purp and yellow Take a hit of I got, I bet it have you seein doubles But I'm an angel though and yo' a pigeon Its over e'rything, girl you know the vision Never been a mark, if ya with it we can a fade Brought out 50 blew up the city, young Hussein Pusha Ink the label baby, everything else borin I'm at Roscoe's, eatin some chicks who foreign I your girlfriend from you boy, youse a mark My white do the Wiz Khalifa, push to start
Hahahahaha, the L.A. Leakers, that Y'all already know it is man If you you should by now