Everybody get up (Everybody get up!) Shake your rump, do the bump, tear the club up, huh? It ain't no limitations on the bucks, what? Ask Sporty Spice I'm a heat it up and keep struttin'/ Y'all ain't sayin' nothin'/ My heart believe keep bustin' makin' moves act nutty/ You thought I wasn't? It's just like honey and it sounds so sweet/ Enough to make them haters get up outta they seat/ I see you bumpin' me, single one, come with the world's greatest hits/ Watch this girl, but don't get it twisted/ Doin' it and doin' it until i'm filthy rich/ Motherfuckers get rich to this
Doggy's Angel #2
We rich rollers, double O's, whole Calvary stagnated/ Niggas here, then give the Angles and Bone collaborated/ Top thugs throwin' dubs, you bitches is fever-ish (How we mash off with a mask on for seazin' this) Squared off like a prison, we hustle we G-isms/ Niggas soft and medicated, can't relate to how we livin'/ We Boss like Rottwielers, pop the Cris and our collar/ In the club hot ho's got the niggas scared to holler/ Dogg House and Bone Thugs just way too big/ Tracks our style, we flossed out, you aught to dig
The Angels gon' give it to you cause that's how we (Bang bang) With Mo! Thug patrollin' shotgun doin' they (Thug thang) Opposin' dimes where we dwell in the realest field where motherfuckers get excluded cause their warriors ain't real (Now, we hot with six-fours' that's tight with four doors) That's for the Lex, roll this Dogg House (You now know) A camaflauged, talor-made, unique with the apparel/ Calvary (Uncheckable) Rep'table/ While the lames never ride, whole clique-alate, you tired, while my niggas cop the G's and my bitch's rock (Icey E's) Paper unstackable when all my homies got it (Reckin' up)
-Chorus-Snoop Dogg-
Layzie
Mo! Thug and the Dogg House/ Now, who in the fuck wanna touch this power house? Nigga when we pull your card, we strike you out, knockin' you outta the box/ Nigga, it's a mad world with a bad girlw like the Doggy's Angels dance and Lay and Snoop'll smash/ Nigga, we out here gettin' this cash; Two-tipple zero zero zero zero/ I done seen to many people lackin' ought to be stackin'/ Nigga, we out here knowin' what's happenin'/ Rappin' fools out to tell a story/ Tryin' to have a little fun on the road to glory/ Nigga, we heated heavy/ At all times conductin' business, move/ Some major paper chasin'/ Aleviate the stress with the buddah that we bless/ Never-the-less Menensky mobbin' for real/ Niggas, they keep it real/ Nigga, i'ma keep it real, and tell you exactly how I feel/ You know the drill, get the cheese, please/ We dealin' overseas blowin' trees with my Watts, my Long Beach O.G.s/ Eazy-E, rest in peace, I'm a put it down til the day I D-I-E
Snoop Dogg
Hit you with the shit that is makin' your killin' slow/ Keepin' it gangsta so you can always feel it dog/ Livin' the life of a rapper and a C.E.O/ My life ain't changed, except that strange, silly ho/ Bitches ain't shit, and I mean it sincerely though/ Come inside the house so you can hear me though/ Really though you silly ho/ Here we go, here we go, here we, here we go, go/ Come on everybody, y'all all get down/ What we have is a brand new sound (What? What? C'mon) so nobody out there be misled/ I got a bitch in my bed (Ah) And she gon' give me some head (Ooh)
-Outro-Snoop Dogg-
Please believe it... (Everybody get up!) You got to believe in me, you got to believe in me (Everybody get up!) You gotta believe in somethin' might as well believe in me. Big Snoop Dogg, Doggy's Angels, Layzie Bone. Battle Cat on the track (Uh) Believe that... Hello... Please believe me. Y'know. Please believe it. Say what? Please believe it. And we out, and we out, and we out! L-B-see ya! Sideways to the next life. Can't leave without doin' it, bee-atch!
Available on the Doggy's Angels album Pleazbaleevit