I want you all to myself Your body is turning me reckless Ooh baby, you're making me selfish You make me, you make me It's just I like it more when the party ends You make me selfish I don't mind you hanging with your friends So we can turn the lights

Blam blam, blam to dem all Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump) Let the motion of your body be the key, 'cause we be the motherfucking G Funk family Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pound's the game

I missed the last song I blame myself for just standing there too long When nobody's watching us The last song The light that's in your eyes, like everyone wants it to be Well can't you see that it must be this way Who knows who's wrong or right Just as

Nobody but me Straight to my lover's heart its for me Cupid please hear my cry And let your arrow fly But just between the two of us our love is conceiled So help me if you will So, Cupid draw back your bow And let your arrow go Cupid draw back your bow

I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved Into nightfall And you're not here To get me through it all I let my guard down And then you pulled the rug Now the day bleeds Somebody to have I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to

So baby come and get me, cause I don't wanna dance alone I got my best on and I feel like dancing all night long Oh it's been so long Thinking 'bout the feeling of your arms wrapped around my body It's what I want Nothing's gonna stop me Oh but I want If

Ta na na na Watch who you tell when you a buy new Bimma' Careful do you confide inna A nuh anybody pour my drinks A nuh anybody buy my dinner So hard fi trust your enemy, hard fi trust your friend Trust your friend, me nah lie Me love me family but me

With you, with you If I could fall, fall asleep Loving around me feels like your body If I could fall Just a little reminder I'm not a good liar You sat on my pillow Just taking my pride away I talked to my mama

I got bitches in my swimming pool Real life mermaids Models in my living room Lined by Hermes Somebody must have heard me when I prayed 'Cause I’m paid cash money Cash Money never paid me But your boy did his thing

Footloose, kick off the Sunday shoes Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees Jack, get back, come on before we crack Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose Everybody cut, everybody cut Been working so hard I'm punching my card Eight hours for what? Oh,