Eve, Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg - Hey Y'all lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
[Eve, Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg - Hey Y'all lyrics]
Yea Yea, Evie Eve
And you know, you better know
I keep some chuck's on my
Feet khakis on my legs
Trunk full of funk nigga
While im breaking bread
Sliding through your system banging
Bobbing heads doing mines and I don't care
What other niggas saying
They can pop it, but they can't stop it
Boy, I'm getting mine
Selling clothes up in this
Bitch like Calvin Klein
Getting cuties to shake they booty
At the same time i'd be damned If I go back
To jail for the same crime
I'm to slick to get caught
Up in this dirty game
I'm a scollar that make dollaz
Off the birdy game
Crip hoping I got it popping on the Blvd
Man I ain't fucking with chevy's
I got my own car
D-O Double you don't wanna rumble
Why you testing me
Oh, I know, you must be gone off them extacy
Bad habit's you better kick it
Before it get you loc
And try to get yourself hooked
On this chronic smoke fo' sho!
Hey Y'all, doggs from East to West Coast
All my doggs we could smoke
We 'bout to take some bank roll
Everywhere that I go, man I see the same hoes
I know they already know
Yea we like it real raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg
(uh huh) These niggas got you head nodding
And this chick got the drums
From your ears throbbing known to do it
Baby bubblin do 'chu dare stop it
Love when bitches hate you
Hear the song pimps ain't nothing to me
Got my nigga Snoop he been down
As for my nigga Nate, shit he was in town
Created heat so you can bang it
Crank it nice and loud
Can't block me out I'm popping up Evie Eve
I'm upon your tv
Ain't never stuck up off the freezyness
Same bitch, same pitch nothing rediculous
Want this brown girl I see
You thug lick your lips
Gotta have that bombshell
Damn girl I need you for me
Keep love on the both sides, we in the church
On these niggas getting smoke ties
Dominoe playing
Up here praying that they legalize
But fuck it still choke top down
Baby blowing smoke in the sky, come on
Now when you see me acting up in the club
(it ain't nothin)
Uh six fall up on dub's (it ain't nothin)
Huh breaking up blueberry buds
(it ain't nothing)
And every hood showing nothing but love
(it ain't nothing)
Taste buds ain't the same
For the simple brain
Should of never let me learn
What millions really mean
Yea I'm a simple girl
But really don't want simple things
Keep real doggs close
Hate cats with simple brains
Not ready for the collision
Stay up in your lane east coast, West coast
You still don't fuckin think
Dedicate to you baby, keep your gangsta lean
You gots to be my queen
Cause, I'm the Bigg king
The one with the Bigg house
With the Bigg things
Sista Eve, you blessed the whole scene
You're the queen of the team, with cream
You're so supreme
A blessin in the skies, open up your eyes
Me and you together shit
We gone collect the vibes
Exercise, and go where we wanna go, stay fly
Sho' and original, turn up your stereo
Cause here we go, here we go
It ain't nothing
And you know, you better know
I keep some chuck's on my
Feet khakis on my legs
Trunk full of funk nigga
While im breaking bread
Sliding through your system banging
Bobbing heads doing mines and I don't care
What other niggas saying
They can pop it, but they can't stop it
Boy, I'm getting mine
Selling clothes up in this
Bitch like Calvin Klein
Getting cuties to shake they booty
At the same time i'd be damned If I go back
To jail for the same crime
I'm to slick to get caught
Up in this dirty game
I'm a scollar that make dollaz
Off the birdy game
Crip hoping I got it popping on the Blvd
Man I ain't fucking with chevy's
I got my own car
D-O Double you don't wanna rumble
Why you testing me
Oh, I know, you must be gone off them extacy
Bad habit's you better kick it
Before it get you loc
And try to get yourself hooked
On this chronic smoke fo' sho!
Hey Y'all, doggs from East to West Coast
All my doggs we could smoke
We 'bout to take some bank roll
Everywhere that I go, man I see the same hoes
I know they already know
Yea we like it real raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg
(uh huh) These niggas got you head nodding
And this chick got the drums
From your ears throbbing known to do it
Baby bubblin do 'chu dare stop it
Love when bitches hate you
Hear the song pimps ain't nothing to me
Got my nigga Snoop he been down
As for my nigga Nate, shit he was in town
Created heat so you can bang it
Crank it nice and loud
Can't block me out I'm popping up Evie Eve
I'm upon your tv
Ain't never stuck up off the freezyness
Same bitch, same pitch nothing rediculous
Want this brown girl I see
You thug lick your lips
Gotta have that bombshell
Damn girl I need you for me
Keep love on the both sides, we in the church
On these niggas getting smoke ties
Dominoe playing
Up here praying that they legalize
But fuck it still choke top down
Baby blowing smoke in the sky, come on
Now when you see me acting up in the club
(it ain't nothin)
Uh six fall up on dub's (it ain't nothin)
Huh breaking up blueberry buds
(it ain't nothing)
And every hood showing nothing but love
(it ain't nothing)
Taste buds ain't the same
For the simple brain
Should of never let me learn
What millions really mean
Yea I'm a simple girl
But really don't want simple things
Keep real doggs close
Hate cats with simple brains
Not ready for the collision
Stay up in your lane east coast, West coast
You still don't fuckin think
Dedicate to you baby, keep your gangsta lean
You gots to be my queen
Cause, I'm the Bigg king
The one with the Bigg house
With the Bigg things
Sista Eve, you blessed the whole scene
You're the queen of the team, with cream
You're so supreme
A blessin in the skies, open up your eyes
Me and you together shit
We gone collect the vibes
Exercise, and go where we wanna go, stay fly
Sho' and original, turn up your stereo
Cause here we go, here we go
It ain't nothing