Music Video

Upcoming Concerts for Snoop Dogg, Tha Dogg Pound & Nate Dogg

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Rap
Tha Dogg Pound
Tha Dogg Pound
Performer
Nate Dogg
Nate Dogg
Vocals
Kurupt
Kurupt
Rap
Daz Dillinger
Daz Dillinger
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Composer
Ricardo Brown, Jr.
Ricardo Brown, Jr.
Composer
Warren Griffin III
Warren Griffin III
Composer
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Composer
Nathaniel Hale
Nathaniel Hale
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joyce Washington
Joyce Washington
Producer
Martin C. Jones
Martin C. Jones
Producer
Susan Pelino
Susan Pelino
Mixing Engineer
Chris Koch
Chris Koch
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

What we missin'? Y'all don't know what we missin'? What we missin'? Pooh, hit 'em in they head Yeah, yeah, yeah (Give it up, it's a party in this motherfucker) (It's a party in this motherfucker) It's a party y'all Wave your hands from side to side, c'mon To the left, to the right Wave your hands from side to side To the left, to the right When I met you last night, baby Before you opened up your gap I had respect for you lady But now I take it all back ('Cause yous a trick-ass bitch) 'Cause you gave me all your pussy And you even licked my balls Leave your number on the cabinet And I promise baby, I'll give you a call (Maybe) Next time I'm feeling kinda horny (Biatch) You can come on over And I'll break you off (Ya know, ya know, ya know) And if you can't fuck that day baby Just lay back and open your mouth (Everybody, everybody, c'mon) Cause I have never met a girl (Sing that shit) (Throw it up y'all, throw it up y'all, ain't no fun if my homies can't have none, throw I up) That I love in the whole wide world (Oh shit, Kurupt the king) Now if Kurupt gave a fuck about a bitch I'd always be broke I've never have no motherfucking (Indo to smoke) I gets loc'ed and loony Bitch you can't do me Do we look like BBD, you hoochie groupie I have no love for hoes That's something that I learned in Tha Pound So how the fuck am I supposed To pay this ho just to lay this ho I know the pussy's mine So I'mma fuck a couple more times And then I'm through with it There's nothing else to do with it Pass it to the homie, now you hit it Cause, please to be here y'all know That bitches ain't shit to me I gives a fuck Why don't y'all pay attention Approach her with a different proposition I'm Kurupt baby hoe It ain't no fun (C'mon) If the homies can't have none (everybody sing that shit) It ain't no fun (Up top it) If the homies can't have none (don't stop) It ain't no fun (C'mon) If the homies can't have none (sing that shit) It ain't no fun (I can't hear you) If the homies can't have none (a little louder) Guess who back in the motherfucking house With a fat dick for your motherfucking mouth Hoes recognize, niggas do too Cause when bitches get scandalous and pull a voodoo What you gon' do? You really don't know So I'd advise you not to trust that hoe It was silly of me to fall in love with a bitch Knowing damn well I'm too caught up with my grip Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger How many bitches wanna fuck this nigga named Snoop Doggy, I'm all the above I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes But see it ain't no fun If my homies can't get a taste of it Because you know I don't love it Uh, uh, I just don't love it man (gat damn) I don't love it Never did, boo-boo
Writer(s): Andre Young, Calvin Broadus, Warren Griffin Iii, Ricardo Brown, Nathaniel Hale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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