Dr Dre
I'm in this motherfucker, doing what I wanna
Ten bottles, ten bitches go up out the sauna
Pull up in that Enzo, then I do donuts
I'm that cool, cashews, make 'em all go nuts
Game
Baby got ass, I need me a shot of that
Lil' mama, get gangsta for me
Stuff it in your Prada bag
Dr Dre
That's right
She got something that I wanna see
That's right, so if she leave
She fucking with me, that's life
Twerk somethin', work somethin', hurt somethin'
She wanna check, check this shit out like a verse coming
They rip they neck and run they mouth when they heard something
Dre dropped another one and fucked around and murdered somethin'
Club filled with dead bodies, if not, then you a zombie
I'm not gon' feel sorry, you pass out from it
Get drunk, get blunted
Do what you wanna do, drug test on you
Game
Lotta money when I talk
Big mills, big deals
'Bout a hundred in a vault
Sit still, that real
Lotta haters throw salt, they lost
Big Game give a fuck how you feel
I fear she just might just pop that pill
And feel on me all night, 'til the tip spill
Tip scales with her waistline, sex with the bass line
She gon' fuck a snare drum, one drink at a time
Dr Dre
Blow right, hos fight over my name
I got my dough right, hustle running all in my veins
It's forty days, forty nights if I'm making it rain
I reign supreme, a bottle and some bomb-ass weed
Then we good
If you got drugs in this motherfucker, oh
Let me see your hands in the air
Narcotics in the club and the ladies love us
So let's get high off something, high off something, high off something
'Til your motherfucking brain don't function
High off something, high off something
Ay, what I supply taking you high?
Game
Fireworks when I spark
Yellow tape, lotta chalk
Thought you said you a boss, big deal
Bitch chill, pulling out that black card
Showin' off big spendin', letting alcohol spill
I feel she might just get too faded, x-rated that's what I like
Glad that you made to this ceremony at hand
Take a sip, let's plan for the future
Introduce you to Snoop get you right and…
Snoop Dogg
May I kick a little something for G's
And make a few ends as I breeze through
The shit on my hip is a fucking preview
And guess what it lead to
If you got drugs in this motherfucker, oh
Let me see your hands in the air
Narcotics in the club and the ladies love us
So let's get high off something, high off something, high off something
'Til your motherfucking brain don't function
High off something, high off something
Ay, what I supply taking you high?
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