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' nuttin/ My heart believe keep bustin', makin' moves, like money/ 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, we doin' it, and doin' it until I'm filthy rich/ Mothafuckas, get rich to this
-Doggy's Angel #2-
We rich rollers, double O's, whole Calvary stagnated/ Niggas here, then give the Angels a 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-ism/ Niggas soft and medicated/ Can't relate to how we livin'/ We barks like Rottwilers, pop the Cris and our collar/ In the club high, of course, got the niggas scared to holler/ Dog House and Bone Thugs just way too big/ Tracks our style, we flossed out, ya underdig?
-Snoop Dogg-Chorus-
Please believe it ...
-Compac X.O.-(Doggy's Angel #2)-{Snoop Dogg}-
The Angels gon' give it to ya 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 mothafuckas get excluded cause their warriors ain't real/ (Now, we hot with six-fo's' that's tight with fo' doors)/ That's for the Lex, roll this Dog House/ (Ya now, know)/ A camaflauged, talor-made, unique with the apparel/ Calvary (Uncheckable) four colony (Rep the bows)/ While the lames never ride, whole clique-alate, ya tired, while my niggas cop the G's and my bitch's rock/ Paper unstackable when all my homies got it {Well, ya know}
-Chorus-
-Layzie Bone-
Mo Thug and the Dog House/ Now, who in the fuck wanna touch this power house?/ Nigga when we pull your card and strike you out, knockin' you outta the box/ Nigga, it's a mad world, with a bad girl, like the Doggy's Angels, dance, and Lay'll stick 'em, smash/ Nigga, we out here gettin' this cash/ Two-tipple-zero-zero-zero-zero/ I done seen to many people lackin', oughta be stackin/ Nigga, we out here knowin' what's happenin'/ Rappin' fools out to tell a story/ Tryin' to have a little fun, now unroll the glory/ Nigga, we heated heavy at all times/ Cunductin' business, move/ Some major paper chasin/ Aleviate the stress with the buddha that we bless/ Nevertheless, 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/ And then we over-seas blowin' trees with my Watts, my Long Beach O.G.s/ Eazy-E, rest in peace. I'ma put it down til the day I d-i-e
-Snoop Dogg-
Hit you with the shit that it's 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 hoe/ Bitches ain't shit, and I mean it sincerely tho'/ Come inside the house so you can hear me tho'/ For realy tho', you silly hoe/ 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, so nobody out there be misled/ I got a bitch in my bed, and she gon' give me some head
-Chorus-
-Snoop Dogg-Outro-
Ya got to believe in me (Everybody get up). Big Snoop Dogg, Doggy's Angels, Layzie Bone. Battlecat on the track. Believe dat, hello. Please believe it (Say what?) Please believe it, please believe it. And we out. Sideways to the next side. Can't believe we doin this (Biatch)
Recorded for the Doggy's Angels album Pleezbaleevit!