(Alien) I am Sir Dogg, DPG fuck... and I hate water. I never learned to swim.... AAAAH! PUT ME DOWN!!!! Let go of my leg!!! I HATE WATER!!!! I CAN´T SWIM!!!! AAAAH!!!!!
(Snoop) Now matter where I go, you got´cha eyes on me, And everybody sittin´ around waitin´ on me, Show us how you do it Uncle Snoopy, So fluid wit´ your technique, y´all niggaz gon´ respect me, Man, I been doin´ dis´ shit before I even learned how to crawl though, Gettin´ interviewed by mothafuckaz like Geraldo, And niggaz wanna know if I smoke Newports or Marlboros? Man, I´m fuckin´ wit´ dat real shit, nigga can you feel dis´? I make dat shit for the realest of millions, While I´m wheelin´ and dealin´ and feelin the feelin´, Hmm... and oh what a relief it is,
That Snoop is back in dis mothafucka handlin´ his biz, Takin´ care of his kids and makin´ hits, oh shit, There it is again, you never know if your career might flop, fizz So, stay on your toes and keep a pair wit´cha foes, And keep a set of new hoes and floatin´ and tie da bow, Fuck these niggaz and peep out Whitey Ro (?), Somebody told? Well then, somebody gettin´ rolled on, And that´s usually how the scenario rolls on, Baby girl said she wanna keep her clothes on, She either fuckin´ gettin´ stole on or gotta stroll home, Well number one, keep your hand on your gun, And don´t (don´t) trust (trust) anyone (anyone, one, one.....)
Ohh... you can´t trust nobody baby.... you can´t even trust your own Mama!!! This is Snoopy Collins.... trust no one.... especially a bitch.... Or even a bitch-ass nigga.... Yo Ha!!!!
T-R-U-S-T in me, I´m sexy but I´m pussy, The homies in the hood call me Lil´ Bo Peep, And you da type a nigga I been dyin´ ta meet, So Snoopy, what´chu tryin´ to do? Now hold on lil´ mama, ain´t no reason for me to lie to you, Now what I´m tryin´ to do, and what I´m gon´ do, Is hit this bud, I got a wife at home, Bitch I ain´t lookin´ for none, you might got kids for cuz, or down wit´ bud Pushin´ them dubs, look here cuz,
Lemme tell you how it´s gon´ be If I was broke loc, these bitches wouldn´t want me I´m tellin´ you the good-god truth, you want proof? Ask them hoes over there, "Y´all wanna fuck Snoop?" (yeah!) We´ll take the money and the game away, I bet they won´t say the same that day, But it´s okay, cuz I don´t trip, Cuz "Bitches ain´t shit but hoes and tricks", I thought I told you, bitch I´m a soulja, East side, long beach, gang-bang roller, From the solar, cuz this, is it, Can ya dig it? (I can dig it!!!) Jelly Roll pulled a rabbit out his hat, I pull a strap out my mothafuckin´ back (Aaah!), cuz I know it´s like dat,
I´m in a meetin´ wit´ these white folks talkin´ bread, They want a contract on a nigga till´ I´m dead, If I don´t sign they gon´ turn me over to the feds, They struck me out, now I´m pinch-hittin´ for the Reds, But I´m a Dodger blue, so I gotta keep it true, I gotta home-run, nigga we long gone, I´m realizin´, justizin´, visualizin´, Rip-ridin´, put mines in, Takin´ this game to the next level, Trustin´ no one, especially them Red Devils, Keep ya head level, hand on my get-up, Stay on the red-up, pimpin´ ain´t easy, but there´s a whole lot of fed-up, And like I told you from the get-go, don´t trust no one (no one, no one),
And like I told you from the getti, don´t trust no one...
(Alien) OH NO!!! YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!! PUT ME DOWN!!!! I HATE WATER, I CAN´T SWIM!!!! I NEVER LEARNED TO SWIM!!!! I SHOULDN´T HAVE TRUSTED YOU!!!! I PUT ALL OF MY TRUST IN YOU!!!! AND YOU TOOK ME TO THE WATER..... OH NO!!!!