Yeah, nigga I´m a rock star Yeah yeah Rock rock rock star I´m a rock star
Pitbull off the leash Rollin´ through your back door Grab me Naw nigga you lose Hands in the air Motherfucker, don´t move Uhh, so groove with this So cool, old school, just groove with this Hands up to the ceiling, now you feelin´ the fillin´ Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker Killin´ and willin´, dealin´ Full fillin´ and you still won´t get mashed In the coupe with the motherfuckin´ heat in the stash Po-po´s got on me, but I got on ´em In the fast lane, talkin´ on the chit phone They cut the record
Bought a nigga mo´ trees Now we gettin´ mo´ cheese And we do it overseas Uhh, bring it back to the other side Roll to the other side On a whole ´nother vibe Four Fifth And not a four, four She said, close the door Get with the program, lay it down easy All she wanna do is ??? on me Word to the DJ Seems I´m always C with the dope Yo, get it smoke
Yeah, this could be all that you´ve been wantin´ to see Me, D-O-Double G
I do it to y´all ´cause I´m so way OG A lil´ nigga said he wanna be like me Honestly, modestly, tattooed chronically Time make a body Make me kick it like Bruce Lee Reading the Quran Chilling in my goofy Sipping on a smoothie Watching my movie Nigga won´t you see Try to introduce me A motherfucker tried to spoof me Goofy, goofy Bitch, I´m Snoopy Wooptie, wooptie, wooptie ??? Picking up daisies Niggas is so fugazzi I keep my porch light on
´Cause I´m bad to the bone and I rock and I roll Walk out with my cock out Just like a rock star Kick rocks, pop like a pop tart
Why you ridin´ in the cop car? Nigga, you get dropped hard Mother fuck a pop star Nigga, groove with that Make a muthafucka, just groove with that Yeah, rap niggas gotta groove with that Make a nigga wanna move And just groove with that
Where do we go? I´m a rebel rockstar Where do we go now? Where do we go?
I´m a, uh-oh, ??? Where do we go?
Shame on a nigga! Shame on a nigga Catch a nigga on the corner Wanna be up on em Say, "Easy goin" Tryna strike him out twice Wasn´t nothing nice Shot him like dice Took his lawyer´s advice Move out the hood Say he wanna rearrange us Can´t even hang around a fucking gang banger Pigs on a nigga ass Wanted me to snitch Showin´ me flicks
Nigga, ain´t that a bitch? My whole life, I bad Your whole life, you sad Walk like a man, that´s my brand new thang Thirty-six years, little homie off change And now you wanna say I´m in the game So you wanna lock me up and strap me up in chains Nah, I´m too slick for that Can´t get wit´ that Mo´ dick wit´ that I won´t stand for that Won´t go back wit´ her You can put that on your pig transmitter Turn it up to the four, to the five To the death, to the life To the ???, to the side Yeah, to the rough, to the fly To the brothers on the corner sellin´ pies for the mice
Yeah, to the girls, to the guys To my homies on the rise Snoop Dogg enterprise, nigga
Where do we go? I´m a rebel rockstar Where do we go now? Where do we go? I´m a, uh-oh, ??? Where do we go?