Snoop Dogg - Doin' Too Much lyrics

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Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo Quik check this out dog
You know mothafuckers be doin' way
Way too mothafuckin' much
You know? That's real
Just like baby right here, she doin too much

Now if that nigga next to
You got a rented car
And he actin' like it's his
But you know it's not say he doin' too much
Yeah nigga you doin' too much
And if that stuck-up bitch
Got the bar posted-up
She actin like that hair's hers
But you know what's up
Say she doin' too much
Yeah baby you doin' too much
I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
I told em "Hit the side and
Slide and get the herb"


But guess who's callin', Pipedream Patty
Made that nigga park my
Whoride beside the alley
Forget about that nigga though
(fuck that nigga) fuck that nigga yo
But I can't forget about him 'cause
He taught me everything I know
Oh no Joe, walkin' down the wrong lane
Tootin' on that cocaine
Fuckin' wit that wrong thang
Niggas like that
(what) , get things like they want it (damn)
Then fake the funk, doggonnit
Now loc, look at this predicament
You smoked out and can't be trusted
I can't kick it wit
Niggas like you, used to be in my crew
Goddamn, they don't make niggas
Like they used to
I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
That's probably why I keep a
Tight grip on my deuce-deuce

Now if you're doin' for your family
And you can't stand it
'Cause you know these mothafuckers
Tryin' take advantage
Say they doin' too much
Yeah nigga you doin' too much
And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
And he need to catch
A mothafuckin' different stroke
Say he doin too much
Yeah Joey you doin too much

We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
We might throw a pool party
Every once in a while
Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
Let's see how many hoes me and
My nigga Rose can weed in
I believe in, sharin' the cock
Also, I believe in comparin' the cock
Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?)
'Cause she love the way I
Just beat up the pussy
Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
When she went down on me
She blew a nigga socks off
Got a nigga rocks off
Ooh wee, baby you's a freak
Put my homie up on game like a gangsta
But my homie fell in love and he banked her
Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
Back in the county wit the
Red ribbon on his wrist
Now when a nigga hit his girl
And she don't hit back
And he get his third strike wit no get back
Say he doin too much
Yeah homey you doin too much
And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin
And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend
Say she doin too much
Hell yeah she doin too much

I'm livin' up in the hills
Wine sippin' wit mills
I'm havin' major type of paper
I ain't trippin' off bills (still)
Show me some respect and accept my coolness
And don't mistake my kindness
To mean I'm foolish
Use this as a warning, 'cause I'm startin'
To figure it's some niggas think
I'm soft as Charmin pardon me
'cause I ain't mad when you get bent
But I hate when fools
Mistake me for US?spray? Friends and family
Gettin' after me like repo eat, smoke
Choke then want me to throw 'em a c note
You doin' too much when you
Clutchin' on my touch-tone
Callin' strays over nigga leadin' months gone
Conversate for fo' hours, wastin' mo' power
And only get to hit a cold shower
You fakin' like you're makin'
More moves than Simpson
But frontin', pushin' buttons
Doin nuttin' but sin

And when a nigga on yo' phone
Runnin' up yo' bill
Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel
You know he doin' too much
Yeah nigga you doin' too much
And when your baby momma cryin'
'bout she need some milk
And you heard some other nigga
Did been at her tilt
You know she doin too much
Yeah baby you doin too much that's real