[Intro: Snoop Dogg]

Say, man

20 years in the game, man
And there's one thing I found out, man
The game will revolve, and it will come to you if it's meant for you to have it

But what's real and what's fake is..

[Verse 1: Slim The Mobster]


What goes up must come down
But I promise to shake the world up if my feet touch the ground

Now I party 'till the patron out
Start a fight and get thrown out
Party out of control now

Tell the bartender send another round to the the women
But only the fly women
Not a gold digger mistress

Smelling money through my denim
Silk suits and linen
The big coup is tinted

The TV's like a 10 inch
The definition of menace
(*##$es stay on my dick

24 hour fitness
They surprised I did it
Now the sky's the limit

They say money bring power and what did I do to get it
In the pursuit of happiness, I'm Will Smith with it
No pen, no pad, just real swift with it

My music is all I had when no (*##$ could deal with it
Left a lot of %#@! in the past, your $$# along with it
Make sure I send you a plaque every time I get it

For every time you told me to quit it and I didn't
I hope you get the post card and pictures
The letters when I send them

Look at the view I'm getting
Cheers to your (*##$es, here's to you (*##$es


[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

Hahaha

Yeah
Here's to you (*##$es
Especially you bucky mouth (*##$es that didn't think a ^!$$% was gonna make it

Yeah, now I'm having money, cars, bank accounts, blowing big kush
I'm so mother $#&@ing high in the sky, I think I'm a mother $#&@ing California bald eagle
Yeah, (*##$. A bald eagle

Can you dig that?

Catch me if you can, mother $#&@er I'm sky high

Walking up on you, I ain't doing no drive-bys
Drug rehab take a stab at my red eyes
9 shot, fly swat, leaving you dead flys

Last call, asphalt, got your $$# taped off
Make off, break off, taking my cape off
Head to the back ?? with Slim in the back seat

Dre and Dogg back, we ain't $#&@ing with wack beats
(*##$ $$# ^!$$%s who ain't brought nothing back like
All in my lane, boy, get out my spot light

Not playing no more, man $#&@ a pop record
Better make a hot record, I ain't gon' say it no more
Uh, we twist, drip, and ball

Ya'll motha $#&@as better listen to Dogg
Get the (*##$es, the drank, the money and respect
And never hit the set without your Tec on deck

Ya digg?