[Snoop Dogg]
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[inhales]
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Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Quik check this out dog
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You know mothafuckers be doin way way too mothafuckin much
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You know? That's real
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Just like baby right here, she doin too much
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Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car
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And he actin like it's his but you know it's not
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Say he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
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And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up
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She actin like that hair's hers but you know what's up
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Say she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
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I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
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I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb"
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But guess who's callin, Pipedream Patty
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Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley
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Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga)
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Fuck that nigga yo
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But I can't forget about him cuz he taught me everything I know
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Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane
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Tootin on that cocaine, fuckin wit that wrong thang
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Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn)
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Then fake the funk, doggonnit
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Now loc, look at this predicament
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You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit
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Niggas like you, used to be in my crew
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Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to
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I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
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That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce
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Now if you're doin for your family and you can't stand it
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Cuz you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage
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Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
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And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
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And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke
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Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much
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We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
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We might throw a pool party every once in a while
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Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
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Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in
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I believe in, sharin the cock
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Also, I believe in comparin the cock
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Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?)
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Cuz she love the way I just beat up the pussy
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Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
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When she went down on me
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She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off
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Ooh wee, baby you's a freak
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Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
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But my homey fell in love and he banked her
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Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
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Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist
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Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back
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And he get his third strike wit no get back
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Say he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too much
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And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin
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And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend
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Say she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too much
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I'm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills
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I'm havin major type of paper, I ain't trippin off bills (still)
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Show me some respect and accept my coolness
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And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish
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Use this as a warning, cuz I'm startin
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To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin
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Pardon me, cuz I ain't mad when you get bent
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But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. ?spray?
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Friends and family, gettin after me like repo
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Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note
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You doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone
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Callin strays over nigga leadin months gone
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Conversate for fo' hours, wastin mo' power
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And only get to hit a cold shower
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You fakin like you're makin more moves than Simpson
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But frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sin
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And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin up yo' bill
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Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel
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You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much
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And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk
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And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt
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You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much
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That's real
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Doin' Too Much
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Snoop Dogg |