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snoop dogg - sandwich bag lyrics

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sandwich bag lyrics
[intro]
so harry+o out, huh? (yup)
well you tell ’em i said pull up on me
i got a sandwich bag for ’em (right, right, right)
(right, right, yeah)

[verse 1]
never seen a bag that i ain’t like
lambchop with the doors off
lil’ b+tch, you know i got a wife
as she proceed to take her clothes off
self+driven, this the life i chose
my tunnel vision was somethin’ like el chopo’s
black swan on my toes, watch for the potholes
i rather focus on how much water the pot holds
started out breakin’ records, now we breakin’ records
never thought i would be famous for my indiscretions
she up and down on my pole, but this ain’t no elеction
i’m busy f+ckin’ the globe, b+tch, i don’t need protection
corrеction; this my c+section, how ya livin’?
they makin’ music but we on a different algorithm
lookin’ at life through a glass jar, cloudy vision
all i ever needed was one mic, scottie pippen

[chorus]
i thought i told n+ggas this come with the territory
new gold digger, that come with the territory
the lifestyles of the rich get dangerous
some die with a name, others die nameless
i heard they plottin’ on me, that come with the territory
keep that thang on me, yeah, that’s self+explanatory
but i ain’t scared, speakin’ the truth will get you canceled fast
that’s dre drop, this type of talk come with a sandwich bag
[verse 2]
i’m in this b+tch with a double cup
she wanna smoke, lemme show you the ropes, double dutch
time to level up, n+gga, paper been long
gators hangin’ out the lamb’, fred flinstone
b+baller, s+shot caller
twenty+inch blades and they on the impala
so many years in the game, i done became a rottweiler
survivor, with motherf+ckin’ diamonds on my collar
made n+gga, f+ck yo’ advice, really got a billi’ in my sights
blowin za’, reachin; new heights
buckle up, we ’bout to take flight
cartier froze, just watch
vv’s drippin’ on watts
fedex, i’m beatin’ up the box
bad b+tches, drop it like it’s hot

[chorus]
i thought i told n+ggas this come with the territory
she a gold digger, that come with the territory
the lifestyles of a crip get dangerous
some die with a name, others die nameless
i heard they plottin’ on me, that come with the territory
i keep that rocket on me, yeah, that’s self+explanatory
tread light, homie, they don’t understand the math
this real spill, this sh+t come with a sandwich bag



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