[Intro: Snoop Dogg] + (Devin)
Yeah
Bigg Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg...)
Devin The Dude
A lil sumn for the (something for the bitcheeez...)
For the who?
(For the bitches!)
For the bitches, yeah!
Oh, in case you don't know
A yo Devin (aha?)
Sing it to em nephew, come on
(Aight, let me do it something like this)
[Hook: Devin]
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I don't chase bitches, I let these bitches chase me
They pop up at my shows, they know everywhere I be
Like Big Snoop, we got all your CDs
And we'll do anything if you put us on your team
Well aight bitch, I sell a ho a quick dream
Then back on the road, so fresh so clean
Pimps up hoes down, nigga that's the theme
And when they choose up, they get broke for everything
I ain't mad at 'em, they just wanna be seen
Flossin witta boss a picture in the magazine (Cheese!)
The bitches all scream chasing down my limousine
And when I hit the hotel they waiting at the wind
My down South southern bitches out in New Orleans
I can't forget my Texas bitches faded off that lean
I don't chase bitches, these bitches chase me
For my playa partner rest in peace Pimp C
Yeah
Bigg Snoop Dogg (Snoop Dogg...)
Devin The Dude
A lil sumn for the (something for the bitcheeez...)
For the who?
(For the bitches!)
For the bitches, yeah!
Oh, in case you don't know
A yo Devin (aha?)
Sing it to em nephew, come on
(Aight, let me do it something like this)
[Hook: Devin]
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
I don't chase bitches, bitches chase me
I don't need to chase a ho, no no
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I don't chase bitches, I let these bitches chase me
They pop up at my shows, they know everywhere I be
Like Big Snoop, we got all your CDs
And we'll do anything if you put us on your team
Well aight bitch, I sell a ho a quick dream
Then back on the road, so fresh so clean
Pimps up hoes down, nigga that's the theme
And when they choose up, they get broke for everything
I ain't mad at 'em, they just wanna be seen
Flossin witta boss a picture in the magazine (Cheese!)
The bitches all scream chasing down my limousine
And when I hit the hotel they waiting at the wind
My down South southern bitches out in New Orleans
I can't forget my Texas bitches faded off that lean
I don't chase bitches, these bitches chase me
For my playa partner rest in peace Pimp C
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