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SNOOP DOGG lyrics : "The Bidness"


Ay whassup my nig?
%#@!, just chillin, what's happenin?

%#@! nuttin, whatchu up to?
%#@!, not too much - ay you ain't seen that ^!$$% Snoop?
Man hell naw, I been callin that ^!$$% since Starsky & Hutch

I ain't fin' to call that ^!$$% no more man
Tchk, oh like that?
Man f'real man, I ain't buyin that new album either

I'ma download that mother$#&@er for free
Let that ^!$$% know when I see him man
%#@!, there he go right there

Huh?

[Snoop Dogg]

I don't say much
I don't say Alize, no I don't say Dutch
Keep yo' hands off until I say, okay touch

I never come off tacky, I'm a boss exactly
I'm like the slick suit Snooperfly Versace
Conversation flashy, y'all ^!$$%z can't match me

I talk to you slow, so your game can roll
Take advice from a player, don't love her just play her
Boy I never could dare, to pay double the fare

Man I swear to God it's gon' be some trouble in here
Before I pay that (*##$, I'm like a bossy hog
Half dog, half gorilla, (*##$ Donkey Kong

^!$$%z thirst for hoes, I got a thirst to ball
Tryin to knock a pimp's hustle, be the first to fall
$#&@in with a-hundred-fifty, whole can of vodka

Mixed with gangbang, got a program like Poppa (hey hold up man)
I'ma do you a favor, let this pimpin save ya
Leave that (*##$ alone, the homies call her Ms. Behavior

Boy you move too fast, done too much talkin
I'm too much walkin to one who keep hoes hawkin
Don't $#&@ with Snoop too much cause he goes off when

^!$$%z mouth too much, so please no flossin
I step up quicker, cause the game don't pause
I gotta stay sucka free, cause it ain't no laws

Dig this y'all

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]

That's the bidness mayne, step my game up up in this mayne
Long hours hard minutes mayne, with this hustle on splendid mayne
P.A. perfect attendance mayne


[Snoop Dogg]
Cause I'm a boss..

Yeah, real bossy like, and sometimes flossy
And if you $#&@in with that
{"I-I know, I, I-I-know, I know you gonna dig this"}


I had to tell you the truth homey, but you got mad
Yeah I hurt yo' feelings, !#@* IT, it's too damn bad

I'm a major player, I got major game
I might floss a different (*##$, but the pimpin the same
I ain't got time for no haters, I lay 'em flat on they back

I'm from the Dogg Pound homey, I don't $#&@ with them cats
I $#&@ with, ^!$$%z, who be bustin them shots
I'm talkin Long Beach, Inglewood, Compton, Watts

Close your chops, I knows your spots
Keep talkin ^!$$% I'll expose your knots
You ain't ready for daddy, boy I do this for fun

It's like you versus Kobe ballin one on one
You ain't got no chance, you ain't got no fans
I kick the %#@! out you punk, look momma no hands

I'm not a, holy roller but I pray so hard
Help me, I'm sendin these (*##$ ^!$$%z straight to God
%#@! I'm too damn grown, conversation is sho't

While your talk is funny, Jack I talk with money
Keep the chain on bling, the rock is sunny
For you smart mouthted (*##$es I ain't that dummy

{"HELL NO," he replied}

[Chorus]


{"GOD DAMN!"} {"Let me tell you somethin"}

[Chorus]


[Snoop Dogg]
That's the bidness, that's the bidness
Aww, that's the bidness, can I get a witness?
Aww, yeah, that's the bidness, aww yeah, say what, yeah
That's the bidness, but can I get a witness?

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