(INTRO)
He he ha
I'm serious n***a one of ya'll n***as got some bad mothafuckin
Breath up here hey baby hey baby hay baby gimme some
Bubble gum in this mothafucka somethin man lets gone
And get somethin to eat study long study wrong n***a

With so much drama in the LBC
It's kinda hard bein' Snoop D-O double G
But I somehow, some way, keep comin'
Up with funky-ass shit like every single day
May I kick a little somethin' for the G's and make a few ends as I
Breeze through two in tha mornin and the party's still jumpin
Cause my mama ain't home

I got bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on
And they ain't leavin' till 6 in the morning (six in tha mornin)
So whatcha wanna do?
Shit, I got a pocket full of rubbers and my home boys do too
So turn off the lights and close the door
But for what--we don't love dem hoes
Yeahhh so we gonna smoke an ounce to this
G's up hoes down while ya motherfuckas bounce to this

Rollin' down the street smokin' endoe sippin' on gin n juice
Laid back--with my mind on my money and my money on my mind