Snoop Dogg (What's My Name Pt. 2) - Snoop Dogg

Izzle kizzle, fo’schizzle

My nizzle, what you sizzle?

Fo’schizzle bizzle, ha ha Me and my partner, in my Impala

Poppin our collars, tossin up dollars

A truck on the side of with hoes that wanna follow

Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna swallow

Doggy Doggfather

I do it to you real hard then it gets harder

It’s nada — thang on mine, I bang on mine

I smoke an ounce and bounce at the same time

It’s off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfuckin bimbo

So quit knockin at my window, you nympho-maniac

bring it back, now shake it up Put it on the table, now break it up Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it It really don't matter what you spent on it As long as you're gettin

what you paid for

That’s what it made for, ain’t that what you stayed for?

Who’s that dippin’in the Cadillac?

(Snoop Dogg)

Smoke 'til your eyes get cataracts (Snoop Dogg)

Who got a girl layin on her back?

(Snoop Dogg)

Who’s that makin that paper stack?

(Snoop Dogg)

You play me and I’ll play you

You pay me and I’ll pay you

Hold on boo, you got the game all wrong

This ain’t yo’thang, this my song

Move on, we in the club at the Shark Bar

Valeted my keys and park my car

No snap shots cause I might get popped

As I slide by security, givin 'em props (whattup, whattup)

First thing I do, when I get in Let me take you back to when I first slid in Grab my gi-din, get my pid-in

Put my bid in, no bullshittin (no bullshittin)

We be sittin, in the corner

With smoke comin’from up under us like we sittin in the sauna

Burnin up the charts (burnin up the charts)

Break a bitch heart, lil’mama don’t you start

S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-gi-zee

Tick tock, the ice on my watch

Slap me 'cross the face around two o’clock

But the party don’t stop till we blow up (ka-boom!)

Now every lil’bitch wanna show up Manuev’in to this, groovin to this

Dippin to this, flippin to this, trippin to this

Ain’t no skippin to this, trust this

Bust this, it’s too hot to touch this (ahh!)

He say, she say, I say no way

Don’t need foreplay, okay, obey

everything that I say.

And every day’ll be like a holiday

I put you in the front seat of my car

And roll you 'round town like a superstar

Recline your seat and turn up the beat

Number one with a bullet, rollin down the motherfuckin backstreets

— repeat 2X

(Timbaland making vocal scratches to fade)