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Snoop Dogg - Groupie lyrics
(feat. Tha Dogg Pound, Nate Dogg, Warren G) [Intro/Chorus: Charlie Wilson, Nate Dogg] She was just a groupie (She just a groupie) She was just a groupie She was just a groupie (All she wanted was Snoopy) She was just a groupie (Just a groupie) She was just a groupie She was just a groupie (All she wanted just was Snoopy) She was just a groupie (Yeah just a groupie) She was just a groupie [Verse 1: Tha Dogg Pound (Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt)] Beeyatch! (Beeyatch!) I come thru with the humps, I thump tha shit out'cha block I'm on alert for the cops, be on alert for the cop Spot us some hos, tooted my horn at the bitch ??? ever skaty, my team ya's the shit Fifteen's humpin, dropped the top, she moaned countin my dough, purchased a 50 of some bomb indo floss In South Central I'm on my way to the East Side We high, blazin like crazy, we don't know why feelin good as fuck on a hot ass day and it's a pujam right around the way Niggas got hos but ladies in the world they wanna play wit their minds like little girls I twirled my fingers in the air rubbed my fingers thru my hair Red bones to black bones dark bows to red bows Skinny girls come a dime-a-dozen but I play hos like plenty-leany cos I get greedy It's all about game cos when the game is hard to maintain for so long, man From Long Beach, California, from Tulsa, Oklahoma Tonight *?warnin the award is?* from Mississippi, I know ya hold the key to unlock the door From long clothes she rolls with gold thangs we ridin for sure So tell me how much money can one playa make? (make) and how much o' ya ass can one nigga break? You're just a gigolo (you know) To the heart you're just gigolo (you know) I was off in Vallejo pullin hos like Idaho potatoes What am I to do when life as a G bein from where I be, DPG It's manifico ran into this pretty ass skirt, Mexican-Puerto Rico mixed with a sprinkle of black So I'ma approach her like dat and let her know where I ride and reside at My zone the place that I call home is the Wall from Philadelphia, the room Picture me ay entrepenuer with my nigga D-A Rockin tours and we still young boys They got bitches, they got some bomb ass niggas She used ta put em on his bomb ass dick She always talked some bomb ass shit She used to blow some bomb ass dick [Chorus] [Bridge: Nate Dogg] That's right Someone's at my door, baby who could it be? Someone wants to score and get laid by the D-O-double G Hey girl, what's your name? Ya wanna go a couple rounds with me I told her Nate Dogg is just the same but she kept screamin out Snoopy [Verse 2: Warren G, Snoop Dogg] What's up baby, my name is Warren I'm down with the Pound cos I get around So let me scoop you, swoop you and take you Gimme a chance and I'ma break you down to the very last compound with my homies from Tha Dogg Pound Now you know and I know Rule number one, you can't trust no ho Now you can get caught up in the mix real fast The ho gon' slip away and get away with all your cash You got to stay upon your toes when it come to hos I bust a brand new ho in every video That's on the Pound and the Row when the wind blow I pass a ho to my kinfolk and then smoke She say she was no groupie, coochie lookin juicy She say she never ate a dick before but she gon' do me Right before she do me, I blaze up a lupi then turn on some Snoopy and, uhh, heat up jacuzzi and later on I might just turn on a movie so you can regroupie and redo me just for Snoopy [Chorus to fade] [Outro: Warren G] There's roaches and shit in this motherfucker in here I forgot about this |
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