Doggytails (feat. Kokane)

Uncle Snoop Dogg can you give us a bedtime story?

Alright, hand me my Backwoods, here we go

Just another day in me old neighborhood

Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good

Time flies by with the boomin' system

Shot for my head, I popped back

But I missed 'em

So I kept shootin' till I ran out of shots

Then I threw my gun at 'em

And I ran up the block

Swang them 'bows

Banged them hoes

20 minutes later, I changed them clothes

Roll with these guys

Eastside **** is back

Ain't heard your new shit, 'cause you **** is whack

I came to this party all by myself

But I won't leave by myself

I got his, hers, and yo' bitch too

They all come through

It's sort of like a rendezvous

I'm so true to this shit

Never new to this shit

Kick back and watch ya' big homie do this shit

**** don't make or break me

'Cause all I just do is just shine

Toast to the bang-bang-boogie

Crush grapes to drink fine wine

S to the N double O-P

Won't you put it in the air one time

Today we gonna get real litty

Guaranteed, it'll blow your mind

Well alright y'all

Tweedle-lee-dee-dum Ghetto Star Child??

Bless the X.O. bottle

G shit is the motto

Bang this gangsta shit on your Serato, ugh

1 little, 2 little, 3 little G's

Hangin' by the high school

Blowin' on the trees

4 little, 5 little, 60 C's

Watch a **** back when I'm dippin' through the east (Eastside)

7 little, 8 little, 9 little hoes

Wanna kick it I suppose

Gave 'em tickets to my shows

10 to 11, put a dozen on the rows

Gave that bitch to my cousin

'Cause he hard on them hoes

P, you know how shit goes

Make that bitch strike a pose

She belong to the game

So you know that bitch chose

So cold, make a **** freeze up

Hoes down, **** G's up

**** don't make or break me

'Cause all I just do is just shine

Toast to the bang-bang-boogie

Crush grapes to drink fine wine

S to the N double O-P

Won't you put it in the air one time

Today we gonna get real litty

Guaranteed, it'll blow your mind

I did a whole lot of gutter shit

But lookin' back at it, young loc

Cuz, I'm on some other shit

Intellectual, misdirectional, correct ya' self

So you can avoid, correctional facilities

Mental stability, validity

Everything ya' lookin' at ain't what it appear to be

Compelling you, selling you

I'm telling you this

See, poppin' this shit

Is like knockin' a bitch, I'm cold wit it

Rock wool wit it, trick hoes wit it

Make folds wit it

I be the backup, 2nd in line

See when I get in

You ain't gettin' no more time

I'm free as a bird

C is the word, **** I did that

Whoever switchin' up, my ****

Let's get the shit back

True to this shit, never new to this shit

Kick back and watch ya' big homie do this shit

**** don't make or break me

'Cause all I just do is just shine

Toast to the bang-bang-boogie

Crush grapes to drink fine wine

S to the N double O-P

Won't you put it in the air one time

Today we gonna get real litty

Guaranteed, it'll blow your mind