Fa shizzle dizzle, it`s the big neptizzle
With the Snoopy DO double jizzle
(Snoop Dogg!)
C-walk to this
(Snoop Dogg!)
He, he, yeah, C-walk to this
(Snoop Dogg!)
Ah, ah, C-walk to this
(Snoop Dogg!)

Bam, boom, watchoo gone do `cuz?
Guess I`m rollin` in with them baby blue chucks
And I still got my khakis creased
I`m still rockin` on these beats
And got a bad rep on the streets

It`s the SN, double OP and biggest Dogg of `em all
And you`se a flea
And since I got time to drop it for you, I guess I must
And give it to you mother f**kas like Bust-a-Bust
I keep the heat on deck but in God we trust
And can`t none of yall, f**k wit us

But you can run up on the G but that`s not thinkin` wisely
These pullas are contagious, just like Ron Isley
(What the hell is goin` on? Someone`s sleepin` in my home)
Snoop to the DO, double G
Get in where you fit in, follow me

Who`s the man with that dance?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the khakis from his pants?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro` low, anything will stand
(Snoop Dogg!)
Still rock the gin `n juice in hand
(Snoop Dogg!)

I do it for the G`s, and I do it for the Hustlaz
Here to annihilate you mark-ass bustas
F**k the police `cuz all they wanna do is cuff us
The one ni**a is chilly as if his name was Usher

But I`m still ridin` in Macks, makin` `em G stacks
And got them Corn Rows to the back
I ain`t really tryin` to be picky
But if you give me somethin`, it`s got to be the sticky

Doin` by the ounces, lo` lo`s bouncin`
Ninety doin` fakin` with kissin` on the couchin`
Boo to the ouchin`, more a fountain`
But that`s how we get anotha Doggy Dogg housin`

This year we ain`t f**k wit thousands
We clean with millions and we fly as a Falcon
Pull up to the Doggy Dogg pound, with a car fulla bitches
F**kin` grits like Alice

Who`s the man with that dance?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the khakis from his pants?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro` low, anything will stand
(Snoop Dogg!)
Still rock the gin `n juice in hand
(Snoop Dogg!)

Three 14 inch rims is runnin` on the side
(They riding on the side?)
Yeah, they runnin` on the side
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(They riding on the side?)
Yeah, they runnin` on the side

Three 14 inch rims is runnin` on the side
(They riding on the side?)
Yeah, they runnin` on the side
Three 14 inch rims is runnin` on the side
(They riding on the side?)
Yeah, they runnin` on the side

Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
They all know the G with the cut in his coupe
Ask Bill Gates
(Yeah, I know the homie Snoop)

Yeah, I`m still loaded, hangin` wit my folk and
Follow Rakim `cuz I ain`t no jokin`
`Cuz I done seen so much
Enuff to have your felons touched

When the gunshots ratta, all ya boys scatta`
Check up on ya homies but they gave ya bad data
Ni**a f**kin stop breathin`
That is so relievin`, and now ya bitches are leavin`

What I say `cuz what I say is so real
Homie you don` wanna see da, steel
You don`t wanna catch a body, you can`t hear the party
Now that`s what you should do, now where`s my Baby-Boo?

Who`s the man with that dance?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Who kick the khakis from his pants?
(Snoop Dogg!)
Get the dro` low, anything will stand
(Snoop Dogg!)
Still rock the gin `n juice in hand
(Snoop Dogg!)

Yeah, no introduction, is needed
But for those who still, refuse to accept
the reading on the wall, for the new Mack-allenium
This is the Archbishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of famous players everywhere
And I’m puttin` it down with Big Snoop Dogg, the legend
The King Player, my friend, yo’ friend
The L.B.C. Savior
Also known, in this new Mack-allenium, as Da Boss