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SNOOP DOGG lyrics : "White Boyz"

(feat. T-Bo)

[Snoop Dogg]

Yeah wassup my ^!$$%?
I'm sittin here chillin with my ^!$$% Kurupt and we sayin
I mean it ain't no hard mother$#&@in whiteboys in the rap game dog

You know? No disrespect (that's right)
That ^!$$% Slim Shady is tight than a muh'$#&@a though (yeah that's true)
But we want a ^!$$% to come with some GANGSTA %#@!

You feel me?

[T-Bo]

I went from rags to riches, to hittin these hoes and switches
Duckin snitches, and these money hungry (*##$es
So you want a dollar? Well baby I can't holla

You ain't gettin %#@!, from the break a (*##$ scowlin scowlin
Not even a penny, homegirl you ain't gettin any
Oh by the way... you're too $#&@in skinny

Why don't you go weep, and wash your stankin $$# feet
while my vogues burn, up and down the street
Eatin steak and shrimp, got my name on a blimp

Walk with a limp, cause I'm a mother$#&@in pimp
My diamonds is blindin yeah candy paint out shinin
Got yo' (*##$ chasin me, while yo' old lady two-timin

Whether you mobbin in buckets, or roll in a Benz
Keep yo' eyes on yo' enemies, seperate yo' foes from yo' friends
$#&@in models, drinkin Alize by the bottles

Eleven hundred sixty yachter and my hand's on the throttle

[Chorus x2: Snoop Dogg (paraphrasing Masta Ase "Jeep $$# Niguh")]


White boy, white boy, turn that %#@! down
You know that America ain't ready for the sound

from dem white boyz.. (white boyz) white boyz.. (white boyz)
White boyz.. (white boyz) white boyz.. (white boyz)


[Snoop Dogg]
I'm high 'n a mother$#&@er, perv on the curve
$#&@in with this white boy, slangin my herb

D.P.G. to the fullest young cuz
My homeboy Ricky said, "Show me some love!"
He got the club with this fool named T-Bo

From the Dirty South, gold's in his mouth, my peoples
All of my homies from the L.B.C.
All my white homies who smoke with me

Sell me bud on the weekdays cause
this %#@!'s for y'all, from me and my doggz
If you don't know you do know T-Bo my new dog

$#&@ what you goin through, we bout to $#&@ it up y'all

[Chorus x1 only: T-Bo says first line with Snoop]


[T-Bo]
You know who I wanna be, that white boy, that everybody talk about

The one that's tearin up shows, $#&@in these hoes, representin the South
Eyes bare-ly open, laid back in the Cadillac tokin
Them hoes talkin bout ridin with me and Snoop the (*##$es must be jokin

Toke smoke, up the block and glock stay @@#!ed so you must get busted
And my city's hotter than a corner full of hustlers
Twelve slappin, trunk rattlin, and when you yappin we in a gun battle

When you talkin the talk, we walkin the walk
So stay in yo' house when after dark
You bark and we bite, you're wrong and we're right

Knuckle up in the club to push and shove til everybody starts to fightin
You might think the %#@!'s funny, but fool we ain't actin
You bout that yappin? We bout that action and scratchin

Playin for keeps, screamin take it to the streets
Camouflaged down, with them soles on my feet
And up in the club, thugs push and they shove

And you won't know who's a killer, so you betta watch who you mug

[Snoop Dogg]

(*##$ get your mind right, get your mind right
(*##$ get your mind right, get your mind right
Yeah, white boyz up in the mother$#&@er

My ^!$$% T-Bo!

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]

Yeah that %#@! funky dog
That's what I'm talkin bout
My ^!$$% T-Bo, Dirty South all up in this (*##$
(We No Limit Soldiers, we No Limit Soldiers)
Yeah, Dogghouse Production

Dogghouse wreckin, bow wow
(white white white white white boyz)
That's how we doin it for the nine-nine
White boyz, yeah we $#&@in with whiteboys in ninety-nine
cause they $#&@in with us

It's a game of death

[Chorus]

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