S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee

D-O-double-giz-ee
[repeat x2]


[Snoop Dogg]
Me and my partner, in my impala
Poppin' on collars, tossin up dollars

A truck on the side of us but who wanna follow
Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna swallow
Doggy Doggfather

I do it to you real hard then it gets hot, it's nada
Thang on mine, bang on mine
I smoke an ounce and bounce at the same time

It's off the limbo with Timbo, you mother$#&@in bimbo
So quit knockin at my window, you nympho
Maniac, bring it back, now shake it up

Put it on the table, now break it up
Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it
It really don't matter what you spent on it

As long as you're gettin what you paid for
That's what it's made for, ain't that what you stayed for?


[chorus]
Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac?
Snoop Dogg

Smoke till your eyes get cataracts
Snoop Dogg
You've got a girl lay her on her back

Snoop Dogg
Millionaire, makin that paper stack
Snoop Dogg


[Snoop]
You play me and I'll play you

You pay me and I'll pay you
Hold on boo, you got the game all wrong
This aint your thang, this my song

Move on, we in the club, at the Shark Bar
Valet my keys, and park my car
No snap shots, cuz I might get popped

As I slide by security, givin 'em props
First thing I do, when I get in
Let me take you back to when I first slid in

Grab my gin and, get my woman, put my bib in, no bull%#@!tin
We be sippin, in the corner
With smoke comin' from up under us like we sittin in the sauna

Burnin' up the charts, break a (*##$ off hard
Little mama don't you start


[chorus]

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee

D-O-double-giz-ee
D-O-double-giz-ee
[x2]


[Snoop]
Tick tock, the ice on my watch

Slap me 'cross the face around 2 o'clock
But the party don't stop till we blow up
Now every little ^!$$% wanna show up

Manuev'in to this, groovin to this
Dippin to this, flippin to this, trippin to this
Ain't no skippin to this, trust this

Bust this, it's too hot to touch this
He say, she say, I say no way
Don't need foreplay, ok, obey

Everything that I say
And every day'll be like a holiday
I put you in the front seat of my car

And roll you round town like a superstar
Recline your seat and turn up the beat
Number one with a bullet, rollin down the motha$#&@in backstreets


[chorus x2]

[Timbaland making vocal scratches to fade]