Boom
Yeah
Fuck formalities, brand new strategy
A nigga booked everywhere, but here is where I'd rather be
Baggin' up my sanity, purple strain, vanity
Another casualty, bad bitch under my canopy
I know you new to this, baby, but understandably
I'm true to this Ludacris, so tell me what's your fantasy
The panderin', slanderin', none of that shit damage me
The man you see is nothin' compared to the man I plan to be
Uh, yeah, nigga, look at Daddy Warbucks
Huh, I prolly had your auntie on my tour bus
Multi-Platinum gangsta shit
Who did it before us?
Just another motherfuckin' California gold rush
Blue strip, red light district with my toes up
Better late than never, just be glad a nigga showed up
Wheels spinnin' in the intersection doin' donuts
Waitin' for me to fall off, get your motherfuckin' hopes up
Bitch, please
I know you want it
Here come your moment
Just get up on and ride, ride, ride
I know you want it, I can't control it
I'm tryna do this every night, night, night
Bitches watchin', niggas hatin'
Havin' broke-ass conversations
I been rollin', I been smokin'
Doc prescribe that medication
In the book of niggalations
Thou shalt not fuck with my paper
If I find out your location
It's gon' be a sticky situation
Shit, yeah
Bitch, you tryna throw somethin', show somethin', roll somethin'
These bitches tryna pour somethin'
Shit, I'm tryna smoke somethin'
Warning, the surgeon general of Compton
California has now determined that the sounds
You are about to hear may be devastating to your ears
Uh, what goes around comes around
It's the big bad wolf back to blow your house down
Huffin' and puffin', I'm smokin' somethin' Warren now
If you sniffin', hit somethin' different, it's for the bloodhounds
Uh, know it's a lot to ingest
Let me let you catch your breath, a nigga 'bout to two-step
With this devil in the blue dress
Your flight leaves at 8, her flight lands at 9
My gang just rewinds, who's next?
They call my shit the Playboy mansion
And I'm Snoop Heff, snow bunnies with loose necks
Yeah, nigga, blew a few checks, livin' with no regrets
This is what I do best
Evidently, it's exactly what it's meant to be
The crime of the century
Niggas should know by now
You can't get rid of me
I'm the epitome
Moppin' of top tiers
Ain't showin' no sympathy
Ooh, ooh
They say them hard lives (They say them hard lives)
Too real too often (Too real too often)
Fuck that, guess what
Bitch, it's not that difficult (Nigga, what?)
Ooh (Haha)
What guilty conscience? (What guilty conscience?)
I'ma win regardless (I'ma win regardless)
Fuck that, guess what
Bitch, it's not that difficult
Bitch, it's not that difficult
Bitch, it's not that difficult
