(Alien)
I am Sir Dogg, DPG fuck... and I hate water.
I never learned to swim....
AAAAH! PUT ME DOWN!!!! Let go of my leg!!!
I HATE WATER!!!! I CAN`T SWIM!!!! AAAAH!!!!!
(Snoop)
Now matter where I go, you got`cha eyes on me,
And everybody sittin` around waitin` on me,
Show us how you do it Uncle Snoopy,
So fluid wit` your technique, y`all niggaz gon` respect me,
Man, I been doin` dis` shit before I even learned how to crawl though,
Gettin` interviewed by mothafuckaz like Geraldo,
And niggaz wanna know if I smoke Newports or Marlboros?
Man, I`m fuckin` wit` dat real shit, nigga can you feel dis`?
I make dat shit for the realest of millions,
While I`m wheelin` and dealin` and feelin the feelin`,
Hmm... and oh what a relief it is,
That Snoop is back in dis mothafucka handlin` his biz,
Takin` care of his kids and makin` hits, oh shit,
There it is again, you never know if your career might flop, fizz
So, stay on your toes and keep a pair wit`cha foes,
And keep a set of new hoes and floatin` and tie da bow,
Fuck these niggaz and peep out Whitey Ro (?),
Somebody told? Well then, somebody gettin` rolled on,
And that`s usually how the scenario rolls on,
Baby girl said she wanna keep her clothes on,
She either fuckin` gettin` stole on or gotta stroll home,
Well number one, keep your hand on your gun,
And don`t (don`t) trust (trust) anyone (anyone, one, one.....)
Ohh... you can`t trust nobody baby.... you can`t even trust your own Mama!!!
This is Snoopy Collins.... trust no one.... especially a bitch....
Or even a bitch-ass nigga.... Yo Ha!!!!
T-R-U-S-T in me, I`m sexy but I`m pussy,
The homies in the hood call me Lil` Bo Peep,
And you da type a nigga I been dyin` ta meet,
So Snoopy, what`chu tryin` to do?
Now hold on lil` mama, ain`t no reason for me to lie to you,
Now what I`m tryin` to do, and what I`m gon` do,
Is hit this bud, I got a wife at home,
Bitch I ain`t lookin` for none, you might got kids for cuz, or down wit` bud
Pushin` them dubs, look here cuz,
Lemme tell you how it`s gon` be
If I was broke loc, these bitches wouldn`t want me
I`m tellin` you the good-god truth, you want proof?
Ask them hoes over there, Y`all wanna fuck Snoop? (yeah!)
We`ll take the money and the game away,
I bet they won`t say the same that day,
But it`s okay, cuz I don`t trip,
Cuz Bitches ain`t shit but hoes and tricks,
I thought I told you, bitch I`m a soulja,
East side, long beach, gang-bang roller,
From the solar, cuz this, is it,
Can ya dig it? (I can dig it!!!)
Jelly Roll pulled a rabbit out his hat,
I pull a strap out my mothafuckin` back (Aaah!), cuz I know it`s like dat,
I`m in a meetin` wit` these white folks talkin` bread,
They want a contract on a nigga till` I`m dead,
If I don`t sign they gon` turn me over to the feds,
They struck me out, now I`m pinch-hittin` for the Reds,
But I`m a Dodger blue, so I gotta keep it true,
I gotta home-run, nigga we long gone,
I`m realizin`, justizin`, visualizin`,
Rip-ridin`, put mines in,
Takin` this game to the next level,
Trustin` no one, especially them Red Devils,
Keep ya head level, hand on my get-up,
Stay on the red-up, pimpin` ain`t easy, but there`s a whole lot of fed-up,
And like I told you from the get-go, don`t trust no one (no one, no one),
And like I told you from the getti, don`t trust no one...
(Alien)
OH NO!!! YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!! PUT ME DOWN!!!!
I HATE WATER, I CAN`T SWIM!!!! I NEVER LEARNED TO SWIM!!!!
I SHOULDN`T HAVE TRUSTED YOU!!!! I PUT ALL OF MY TRUST IN YOU!!!!
AND YOU TOOK ME TO THE WATER..... OH NO!!!!
