Do U Wanna Roll lyrics
[Snoop Dogg]
It’s somethin about the West Coast That makes these paper ends Eastside! Eastside! Its somethin about the West Coast That makes these paper ends HELP ME SING IT! [Chorus: R.L.] Do You Wanna Ride? get high six-four Lets have some fun baby Lets have some fun Oh we’ll get blowed and that's fa sho! And hop on dubs baby and have some fun Now check this out! [Verse One: R.L.] Come on I’ll hit you with the rolie ring Cotton candy with a shiesty drink Blazed with caress doin the right thing And you kissed me once one on the cheek I remember it like yesterday we’d hop on a bus And just ride away I knew we would Run away someday and I’ma say if we do... [Chorus: R.L.] [Verse Two: Snoop Dogg] Bottles of moe’do models fa sho We havin a good time avoidin one time Layin in the sunshine it's all gravy! Pull up hit a switch what's crackin baby Ride with me slide with a double O’ Sip on this moe’moe Get your mother-in-law get your girlfriend’s All y’all can come along We’ll be doin this all summer long In the Cadillac beatin’ up some Battlecat Dogg youse a fool baby lemme handle that Oh you don’t drink so you don’t think You ain’t gon’ win you don’t speak, you ain’t no freak Cause I can turn you, learn you and burn you up Gimme the cup sit down and shut up! I be damned we done run outta Mo’ again Here we, here we go again! [Chorus: R.L.] [Verse Three: R.L.] I gotta chevelot white walls and them Twenty inch blades in the coupe with Snoop Gettin juiced orange juice top down And feel the sun rays feelin kinda good right know Right around my hood right now Lookin for somethin to do like a barbecue Jump high to the beat in the house A little bit of music and a couple of babe’s A little bit of drank and a game of spade’s Take some rib’s to your mama’s house I’ll so ya what I’m talkin bout it's about to go down! [Chorus: R.L.] [Verse Four: Lil’ Kim] Aight God I admit I’m part tricky Take tricks to cali and strip and get sticky I’ma get get it crunk anywhere I go Why you smooth haters actin’ like y’all don’t know From barbecue’s to barmitzvah’s O.G’s crack the O.E when they listen to me Cris on the table push it in the air Come on pass that shit like that’s that shit We doin Battlecat homies in the Sony The Bee showin love to the westside homies Give you somethin you can feel, recognize the real... Cause it’s, cause it’s somethin bout the East Coast That makes us wanna squeeze mo’ But I’ma tell you how we ride Show you how we do the damn thing... We gon’ show you how we do it [Chorus]
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