It's a crazy mixed up world, it's a Doggy Dogg World It's a Doggy Dogg World, it's a Doggy Dogg World The Dogg's World We'd like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West I own this motherfucker and my name is Taa-Dow Y'all niggas know who I am

Oh oh ah ah hey hey The carbonation in my drink The bubbles rise while my heart sinks And I'll I tend to do is think of you Was it easier to pack your bags And book that flight to Paris as The plane began to move that afternoon When all the trains have

This is for the Gz, and this is for the Hustlas This is for the hustlas, now back to the Gz This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of them keys It's 19-9-tre so let me just play It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the

I got all these J’s rolled up And got all these drinks poured up I bought all these bottles up in this club Came here with all of my dawgs But I’m tryna leave with you and your friends Yeah, tryna leave with you and your friends You and your friends You

We gonna burn all afternoon like it's something to smoke So baby I don't know about you but I'm ready to roll We got some laid back country tunes on the radio We gotta whole lot of nothing to do and no where to go Girl I've been at work all week Fingers

It may sound crazy but uh It's the big mack, yeah I got this new shit right here man You might wanna hit this You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt You can sit in the back I'ma sit the front No stunt no punk it really don't matter 'Cause I got

Hey, so what you wanna do? She's 'bout to go in She likes that low end Damn, her ass is so big Just keep it bumping Peaches and cream Uh oh, there she go, that's that look all on her face Shorty dancin' like she knows she's the baddest in the place Hey,

I don't need a hook for this one I'm, cuckoo! My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you Luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya Take your takeaway, show

All summer night, reachin' for nine I got a text from your ex, boy She said to look through your texts, boy I'm not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too And now I'm looking for my next boy See, I got a text from your ex-girl And she was

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh This house is a-rockin' Tearin' the walls down No way to stop them Give me more, more, more Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Na na na noo noo