Tytuł: Picture This

• Wykonawca: Snoop Dogg
• Wyświetleń: 274

Niggas (Niggas), Bitches (Bitches)
  Uhmm, this is some player shit right here
  Holler at my home girl on this one, Mia
  Moma Mia, Have you seen her (seen her)
  Yah, real G's shit. Tell me
  Moma Mia, niggas wanna G her (Snoop Dogg)
  Bitches wanna be her
  Motherfuckers can't see her
  Give it up for Moma Mia
  
  [Mia X]
  What chew you want to do nigga, is fine with me
  Name your game, scandalous sprees, or robberies
  Moving keys for your needs, from state to state
  I seen my braw take down your boy from around tha way
  If you fake IM gunna let you know from the top
  And leave that dick in your mouth, and put them infrared dots
  On your whole crew, nigga betta ask fo show
  Gunna let that ass know what's goin' down like Waco
  This is business, and who the fuck you think is runnin' this
  Mama, and who's the first to shoot that gun in this
  Mama, drama, layin' No Limit and when its intended my hands all up in it
  
  Now, we can do this like intelligent folk
  But fuck around, I be that second ward ignorant hoe
  Hard headed, with the soft behind, niggas real hittin' it
  So Snoop Dogg for the keepin' it real with a strength
  
  [Snoop Dogg]
  Now picture, Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide,
  Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive
  Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips
  It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch
  You a fall girl, go get it all girl
  You in my world, IM gunna make sure you ball girl
  Do it for me, do it for you, now it's our world
  (Our world, It's our world, now go on and get it)
  Now everyone in my click know I don't love no hoes
  I don't quit bitch rush a boy to get a new set of them MOMO's
  Cus I attack 'Emm, crack 'Emm and smack 'Emm
  All on the same note, until that bitch is broke
  Charge it to the game, man it's a cold game
  But somebody gotta do it, that's real for shes'a
  It ain't easy, pimpin' to me is four girls on your team
  Down to scheme, aim to beam, for that cream
  Cross country track, greyhound buss ride
  Down to get your muthafuckin' fetti on, you hear me though
  There ain't no limit to what she does
  On the really, on to Philly, lemme get a ride on cus
  Ghetto love, and every thug need a little
  All I want is the money, motherfuck the middle
  No backbone is back on to get yah
  Unless you got a down ass sister to twist her, cant twist yah
  Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide,
  Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive
  Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips
  It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch