(feat. L-Burna (Layzie Bone), Snoop Dogg)

[Snoop Dogg]
Ye-yeah (ye-yeah), uhh.. uhh
Ye-yeah (ye-yeah), uhh.. uhh
Yeah (West Coast), ye-yeah
Everybody get up!

[Verse One]
Keep it krunk and you bump at the club, what
Huh, it ain't no limitations on the bus (what)
Ask for spot, I'ma eat it up
And keep sweatin, ya ain't sayin nuttin (what)
Muhammad Ali, keep bustin, makin loot, fight money
You thought I wasn't, it's just like honey and it sound so free
But enough to make them haters get up off of they seat
I said "You buggin me," simple woman
Come with the world's greatest hits
Watch this girl but don't get it twisted
Doin it, doin it 'til I'm filthy rich
Motherfuckers get rich to this

[Verse Two]
Uhh, we reach rolls, double-oh's, whole calvary's statinated
Niggas look to get it acres of Bone, collaborated
+Top Gun+ throwin dubs, you bitches let's be for real
(how we mad shout with mad scarfs of the season is)
Squarin off like a prisoner, we hustle wit G'ism
Niggas thought the medicated can relate to how we livin
We barks like Rotweilers, poppin Cris' and our collar
In the club pop hoes, got them niggas scared to holla
Dogg House and Bone Thugs just way too big
Tracks flossed out, we floss out, ya under dig?
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