Snoop Dogg

Snoop Dogg - The Bidness lyrics

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Ay whassup my nig?

Shit, just chillin, what's happenin?

Shit nuttin, whatchu up to?

Shit, not too much - ay you ain't seen that nigga Snoop?

Man hell naw, I been callin that nigga since Starsky & Hutch

I ain't fin' to call that nigga no more man

Tchk, oh like that?

Man f'real man, I ain't buyin that new album either

I'ma download that motherfucker for free

Let that nigga know when I see him man

Shit, there he go right there

Huh?



[Snoop Dogg]

I don't say much

I don't say Alize, no I don't say Dutch

Keep yo' hands off until I say, okay touch

I never come off tacky, I'm a boss exactly

I'm like the slick suit Snooperfly Versace

Conversation flashy, y'all niggaz can't match me

I talk to you slow, so your game can roll

Take advice from a player, don't love her just play her

Boy I never could dare, to pay double the fare

Man I swear to God it's gon' be some trouble in here

Before I pay that bitch, I'm like a bossy hog

Half dog, half gorilla, bitch Donkey Kong

Niggaz thirst for hoes, I got a thirst to ball

Tryin to knock a pimp's hustle, be the first to fall

Fuckin with a-hundred-fifty, whole can of vodka

Mixed with gangbang, got a program like Poppa (hey hold up man)

I'ma do you a favor, let this pimpin save ya

Leave that bitch alone, the homies call her Ms. Behavior

Boy you move too fast, done too much talkin

I'm too much walkin to one who keep hoes hawkin

Don't fuck with Snoop too much cause he goes off when

niggaz mouth too much, so please no flossin

I step up quicker, cause the game don't pause

I gotta stay sucka free, cause it ain't no laws

Dig this y'all



[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]

That's the bidness mayne, step my game up up in this mayne

Long hours hard minutes mayne, with this hustle on splendid mayne

P.A. perfect attendance mayne



[Snoop Dogg]

Cause I'm a boss..

Yeah, real bossy like, and sometimes flossy

And if you fuckin with that

{"I-I know, I, I-I-know, I know you gonna dig this"}



I had to tell you the truth homey, but you got mad

Yeah I hurt yo' feelings, FUCK IT, it's too damn bad

I'm a major player, I got major game

I might floss a different bitch, but the pimpin the same

I ain't got time for no haters, I lay 'em flat on they back

I'm from the Dogg Pound homey, I don't fuck with them cats

I fuck with, niggaz, who be bustin them shots

I'm talkin Long Beach, Inglewood, Compton, Watts

Close your chops, I knows your spots

Keep talkin nigga I'll expose your knots

You ain't ready for daddy, boy I do this for fun

It's like you versus Kobe ballin one on one

You ain't got no chance, you ain't got no fans

I kick the shit out you punk, look momma no hands

I'm not a, holy roller but I pray so hard

Help me, I'm sendin these bitch niggaz straight to God

Shit I'm too damn grown, conversation is sho't

While your talk is funny, Jack I talk with money

Keep the chain on bling, the rock is sunny

For you smart mouthted bitches I ain't that dummy

{"HELL NO," he replied}



[Chorus]



{"GOD DAMN!"} {"Let me tell you somethin"}



[Chorus]



[Snoop Dogg]

That's the bidness, that's the bidness

Aww, that's the bidness, can I get a witness?

Aww, yeah, that's the bidness, aww yeah, say what, yeah

That's the bidness, but can I get a witness?



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