tha dogg pound - fly azz fucc lyrics
[chorus: the lady of rage]
see, you fly as f+ck
i’m lookin’ at you from a distance, what’s up?
is you snoop? is that daz? kurupt?
i’m lookin’ at you in the cut, you fly as f+ck
mmm, yeah, you fly as f+ck
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what’s up?
[verse 1: daz dillinger]
well, i’m sittin’ at the corner, smokin’ a sweet
it’s the last of my chronic and i need some more weed
my pockets back on swole and not feelin’ as sh+tty
then i went to the back of the store and smoked a big fat spliff
now i’m ’bout out my mind and i’m high as h+ll
and i’m standin’ on the corner where the d+boys dwell
after twelve, then i’m hollerin’ at anything with a tail
only lookin’ for the hoochies with coochie that don’t smell
now, back in the club, yeah, i’m f+ckin’ with some
the music stop playin’ but the dance ain’t done
now i’m chillin’ with your girls, it’s a hundred+and+one
(yeah, all we do is chillin’ and we have a little fun)
yeah, we high as f+ck in the place to be
we stepped up in cannon’s and we got in free
and scooped the b+tches ’cause i’m fly from my neck to my feet
’cause i’m a fly ass gangsta from the dpg
snoop dogg was performin’, hey, he ain’t no joke (dogg pound)
i seen a bunch of busta n+ggas lookin’ all down my throat
was it the way i was shinin’? that’s when i ran up on her
i start mackin’ my game and gave it like she wanted, she said
[chorus: the lady of rage]
see, you fly as f+ck
i’m lookin’ at you from a distance, what’s up?
is you snoop? is that daz? kurupt?
i’m lookin’ at you in the cut, you fly as f+ck
mmm, yeah, you fly as f+ck
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what’s up? (what’s up?)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what’s up? (what’s up?)
i keep lookin’ at you ’cause you fly as f+ck
[verse 2: snoop dogg]
now, when i fall up in the joint, i mean, the hoes be screamin’
’cause all of ’em wanna be down with the king, and
i’m overcrowded, you see what i’m meanin’?
but come back tonight and you might get the p+n+s
bring sabrina, gina, and katrina
just a few racks, that reminds me of lavina
i keep a closet full of carpet cleaners
bad little b+tches, misdemeanors (yeah)
lay back and kick them shoes off softly (yeah)
freaky little freak, i gotta get you up off me
you wanna do it all night? you want coffee?
you must be, i got you callin’ me papi
i beat the p+ssy ’til it’s wet and it’s sloppy
i ain’t no motherf+ckin’ carbon copy (no)
i’m the one, the only, the d+o+dub
i’ll have you suckin’ d+ck all in the club
you say you love me, well, prove it to a pimp, b+tch
suck cuz, f+ck him, then bring me the chips
pimpin’, yeah, this pimpin’
breakin’ these hoes with a whole new mission
she said
[chorus: the lady of rage, kurupt]
see, you fly as f+ck
i’m lookin’ at you from a distance, what’s up? (‘sup?)
is you snoop? is that daz? kurupt?
i’m lookin’ at you in the cut, you fly as f+ck (yeah)
mmm, yeah, you fly as f+ck (yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what’s up? (what’s up?) (what’s up?)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what’s up? (you know what?) (what’s up?)
i keep lookin’ at you ’cause you fly as f+ck
[verse 3: kurupt]
man, hold on, i know that she seen us
you come over here and you’ll get some p+n+s
i know you love it, i know you need us
hollow, swallow tons of s+m+n
we g+ngb+ng so we some see men
you get seasick like ocean seamen
she love my swag and love my dapper
that’s why i had to get at her
yo, i’ll give you some game
i’ll show you how you break the bank
i’ll give you all the game you need
management, it comes with a fee
i’m proper, i gotcha hot, ya
you want more, you the showstopper, stopped you at the door
and act like an actress, win an oscar
get some cheese and i’ll break you off proper
with d+ck, nice and thick
but she’s a nothin’ ass b+tch, i like her friend (hey you, come here)
and that made her like me more
why should i pay attention to her?
i just ignore her, she said
[chorus: the lady of rage]
see, you fly as f+ck
i’m lookin’ at you from a distance, what’s up?
is you snoop? is that daz? kurupt?
i’m lookin’ at you in the cut, you fly as f+ck
mmm, yeah, you fly as f+ck
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what’s up? (what’s up?)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what’s up? (what’s up?)
i keep lookin’ at you ’cause you fly as f+ck
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