snoop dogg - can i get a flicc witchu lyrics
yeah.. brand new snoop dogg (snoop dogg)
somethin’ to crack the new year off, ya dig?
one for the treble, two for the b-ss,
comeon everybody, lets rock this place
one for the treble, two for the b-ss,
comeon everybody, lets rock this place
[verse 1:]
doggy dogg, you are the best,
rock this beat cuz you are so fresh.
doggy dogg, you are the best,
rock this beat cuz you are so fresh.
will if you insista,
i guess i’ll twist her,
but give me a minute while i freak ya sista,
push the pista,
up against her,
no offensta, but this pimpin’ mista.
roll ya fist up, or hold ya crist up,
light that b-tch up, and blow ya syst’ up.
this that sh-t that get ya jive talkin’,
east side artist c-walkin’,
people, people, listen closely,
i sing it cuz mostly when ya’ll approach me,
stay low key and keep it og,
and don’t try to burn rubber on me (uh uh)
[chorus:]
i loved your movies, you’re awesome snoop. can i get a flicc witchu?
i buy your records, everything you do. can i get a flicc witchu? (really?)
my daughter loves you, she’s only two. can we get a flicc witchu?
your a handsome fella, your kinda cute. i really wanna get witchu.
[verse 2:]
doggy dogg, you are the best,
rock this beat cuz you are so fresh.
doggy dogg, you are the best,
take this sh-t back home to tha west.
well lyssa brisna, in san francisca,
the cute lil sista with the fever blista,
said that i dissed her,
cuz i wouldn’t kiss her,
but i got her a picture and said i’d holla back witcha,
hey, they say i’m like mr. bigsta,
all these bullsh-t moves that missed us,
divide and twist us,
revive, relist us,
remind my listenas cuz im a minista,
designed by ministas,
cuz these times is sinistas,
but im gonna finish tha grindin til it’s done,
knives and silly clubs,
hos and fake thugs,
pimps, players, and all of the above.
[chorus]
one for the treble, two for the b-ss,
comeon everybody, lets rock this place
one for the treble, two for the b-ss,
comeon everybody, lets rock this place
oooooooooh weeeeee! yeah,
that’s bangin’, loco.
for shizzle. where was i?
oh yes,
spittin and flipped ya,
thumbin thru scriptures,
straighten ya dentures,
pigs wont pinch us,
wenches miss us and they wanna french kiss us,
pack the pistas,
twist the twistas,
roll with me on this dogg adventure,
but you can’t enta,
without ya credentias,
and if ya get in, you might get a picture,
so sh-t ya sh-t down, go and get down,
cuz huggy bear is comin to yo town.
you don’t wanna miss this,
this just like christmas,
so make ya wish list,
and go and flicc this. (preach!)
[chorus x2]
go vip with big d-o-g,
and see how gangstas do,
once we get witcha we can’t take pictures,
we came too far witchu,
go vip with big d-o-g,
and see what gangstas do,
once we get witcha we can’t take pictures,
we came too far witchu.
pharrell, on the dillydo,
follow the bouncin’ ball,
say who do ya call?
who do ya call?
oh, who do ya call?
pharrell, on the dillydo,
follow the bouncin’ ball, baby.
who do ya call?
who do ya call? (buuuuuurn me up!)
burn itttt uppp,
keepin ya hot, the spot, hot,
burn itttt uppp,
shake what ya got, ya got alot,
burn itttt uppp,
keepin ya hot, the spot, hot,
burn itttt uppp,
shake what ya got, ya got alot..
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