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Dogghouse
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Past 7 Days
Dogghouse was discovered most frequently at around 10 seconds into the song during the past week

Lyrics

Dogghouse
Gimme some of that G shit, Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin 'bout
Yeah, check this out y'all, uh-huh-huh
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight
With the homeboy Tray Deee (Tray Deee)
Wayniac, Trip Loc and Goldie (Goldie)
4 Tay from the Bay, what you say?
(What you say, huh, what?)
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight (Dah, dah)
With the homeboy Tray Deee (Tray Deee)
Wayniac, Trip Loc and Goldie (Goldie)
4 Tay from the Bay, what you say?
(What you say, huh?)
We do this like every day (Every day)
Did ya get the dank, did ya get the dank?
Yeah, I got the dank, you got the gas on the tank?
V.I.P. status, don't need an apparatus
'Cause the **** I fuck with, they all about their cabbage
Down the Yellow Brick Road, my destination the Dogghouse (The Dogghouse)
Toastin Rémy, fillin' jimmies, we goin' all out
Lookin' for the wizard, creepin' through the fog
Got some bad ass bitches (uh-huh), headed to the player's ball
They gon be strippin' and wigglin' ass
Hope you brought your playa's pass
Tray Deee, Goldie, 1/2 Dead, Tha Twinz blaze sacks
Bigger than big every day in LA
4 Tay representin' for the whole damn Yay, beeyotch
Dogghouse (hm), turnin' it out (Uh)
And if you ain't dope, you gots to get the fuck out (Get the fuck out)
That's on the OG (OG) DP (Say what?)
And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit' me (Snoop Dogg)
Don't matter how you come, use all angles
Ties become tangled when the cutthroat strangles
My hookup, long rangers
Better float like a nationwide sky pager
Them hoes savers, talk about bein' playas
See, on the real, we can deal with you playa haters
We hit the spot (what?), every city got a block
What you makin' when you take it to a different type of level that it pops
Know the Dogg keep the heat rocks, steady bangin'
Hoes steady sangin' from the game that we claimin' (Yo)
It's Wayniac, the maniac
Trip Loc, won't you spit that rap
Park my shit and jump out, I'm at the homie's spot
To see if he float with me up to the Dogghouse
Hit the weed, he lightin', outside, little **** is fightin'
This bomb, I'm likin'
Holla at my folks I know up in the complex
**** ready to ride as soon as he get dressed
Now we ready to roll, hit the store, then the carpool lane
Once again, it's on, big chiefin'
Remind me as an obvious place
Ladies all over the place, a **** super laced
How we like it, saggin' in my 501's
Killin' my lungs, keepin' these homies and bitches on one
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight
With the homeboy Tray Deee (Tray Deee)
Wayniac, Trip Loc and Goldie
4 Tay from the Bay, what you say?
(What you say, who?)
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight
With the homeboy Tray Deee (Tray Deee)
Wayniac, Trip Loc and Goldie (Goldie)
4 Tay from the Bay, what you say?
(What you say?)
We do this like every day (Haha)
Man, I got warrants, bad tags, still sayin' fuck it
Headed up to Dogghouse swervin' in a Buccet
Puffin' on some bomb from my comrade Blue
And got my little bitch catchin' contact too
Houseshoes with the blue khaki suit and my Locs on
Swoopin' to some Soopafly, gettin' my smoke on
**** Goldie Loc got the heat on roasted
4 Tay on his way, plus Tha Twinz is posted
'Bout to set it off, bet it's off the hook
Straight crooks, gettin' money off the books
Makin' nothin' but that gangsta shit that **** lovin'
Thuggin' at the house party, fuck goin' clubbin'
Hm, hm, Dogghouse (hey), turnin' it out (Say what?)
And if you ain't dope, you gots to get the fuck out (Get the fuck out)
That's on the OG (O, G) DP (Dogg Pound)
And that's how it is when you fuckin' wit' me (Yeah)
Let me hear you say pimps, banks, hustlers
Let's all get the money then murder these mothafuckas
Cocksuckers, they can't stop us
Now put up yo' choppers, just in case they rollin' wit' them coppers
I shut 'em down, Dogg Pound for them bitches
I be seein' you with snitches every time I'm hittin' switches (Zoot)
Ice skatin' over ditches
I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches (We mobbin'!)
I be mobbin' down the road tryna bag up my baggies
I'm saggin' so hard, I'm tearin up the back of my khakis
I'm tryna reach my dog Dirty Red
But this hoe won't let me know, which way to go
I'm movin' slow
My Chuccs only come with a hunned miles of walkin'
A hunned miles of runnin', smellin' funny and I'm gunnin', **** (****)
Dogg Pound Gangsta Crip for life
And we gon' party in this mothafucka all damn night, ****
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight
With the homeboy Tray Deee (Tray Deee)
Wayniac, Trip Loc and Goldie (Goldie)
4 Tay from the Bay, what you say?
(What you say, huh, who?)
We got Snoop Dogg in the house tonight (Hey, hey)
With the homeboy Tray Deee (Tray Deee)
Wayniac, Trip Loc and Goldie (Goldie)
4 Tay from the Bay, what you say?
(Who? What?)
We do this like every day (Every day)
Written by: Snoop Doggy Dogg, Tha Locs, Tray Deee
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