(Hook: Ambrosius) Simple pleasures, living Drugs and mansions, hit the Cars expensive, blow this True
(Verse 1: Dr. Dre) Yeah, I mean, I to these rap records Half the time I'm You niggas so fictitious Believe me I know the I got some words for you the definition of "satisfiction" Listen up, I been where you're going three and plus Big houses, cars, jewelry, bad all around us Motherfucker uh, I seen it all and guess It's the "satisfiction" you me?
(Verse 2: Mez) Oh yeah, I see you're saying I know some just like that ass niggas man, really ain't got no bucks like that Stuck like that, its if you cool gettin' love like that Flashin' the Southside rally You'll be runnin' outta like that What I mean by is Why your always in these rental records Spendin' rent money gettin' that bottle service into section You your car, leased your house, leased your spouse No she if you run outta paper And might be smashin' neighbor I know you think you're a star cause followers Guess your ambition is to keep up with tradition sneaker shoppin' summer you niggas are fuckin' sickenin' Cause you'll take your out, just so you can fit in
(Hook: Ambrosius) pleasures, rockstar living Drugs and mansions, hit the expensive, blow this action True
(Verse 3: Dogg) Cuz, what the with these niggas These labels always ask me to do a song with these Doc, I think its for you to open the pharmacy nigga And this fuckin' music shit my nigga, you should consider Nah, i'll be doin' me lokin, keepin' these bad bitches And keeping them wet yep, see cause Long right by that ocean Sippin' that gin and juice my nigga, yeah I'm still on potion All these random niggas fake as fu*kand I'm gettin' noticed God damn man, how we 'posed to this shit cuh Everything we done built these niggas dismantled this cuh We gotta get back to that real, on the dub Another lesson from your uncle Snoop, what what?
(Bridge: Dr. Dre and Ambrosius) (I'm stating the facts Don't get no realer that Satisfiction, attention, listen, play position, player) Shouldn't be too hard my Supposed to be a lay up It be so hard to be yourself My wake up Stay up, pay up, up, cake up Thats what I'm made of, Yup My life is all authentic, why I'm goin' way up Your is fictitious, your happiness is made up
(Hook: Ambrosius) Simple pleasures, living Drugs and mansions, hit the Cars expensive, blow this revealing