Snoop Dogg, Pharrell Williams, Bishop Don ‘Magic’ Juan - From Tha Chuuuch to Da Palace lyrics
Snoop Dogg [Calvin Cordozar Broadus Jr.] Long Beach, California, U.S 🇺🇸
Pharrell Williams [Pharrell Lanscilo Williams] Virginia Beach, Virginia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Snoop Dogg, Pharrell Williams, Bishop Don ‘Magic’ Juan - From Tha Chuuuch to Da Palace lyrics]
Fa shizzle dizzle, it's the big Neptizzle
With the Snoopy D-O-Double Gizzle!
(Snoop Dogg) c-walk to this (Snoop Dogg)
Hehe, yeah, C-walk to this (Snoop Dogg)
A ha ha! C-walk to this (Snoop Dogg)
Bam! Boom! Whatchu gon' do cuz?
Guess who rollin in
With them baby blue Chucks?
And I've still got my khakis creased
I'm still loc'n on these beats and keep
A bad bitch on the streets
It's the S-N double-O-P'n
Biggest dogg of 'em all, and youse a flea'n
And since I got time to drop it
For you I guess I must and give it to you
Motherfuckers like Busta-Bust
I keep the heat on deck, but in God we trust
And can't none of y'all fuck with us
But you can run up on the
G but that's not thinkin' wisely
These thrillers are "Contagious"
Just like Ron Isley
What the hell is goin on?
Someone's sleepin in my home
Snoop to the D-O-Double G (uh huh)
Get in where you fit in, follow me (ooh)
Who's the man with that dance? (Snoop Dogg)
Who keep the khakis for all his pants?
(Snoop Dogg)
Keep the low-low in a three-wheel stance
(Snoop Dogg)
Still got the "Gin and Juice" in hand
(Snoop Dogg)
I do it for the G's and
I do it for the hustlers
Here to annihilate you mark-ass busters
Eff the police cause all they
Wanna do is cuff us
The world is fuckin' chilly as
If his name was Usher
But I'm still ridin' them 'llacs
Makin them G stacks
And got them cornrows to the back
I ain't really tryin to be picky
But if you give me somethin
It's got to be the sticky
Green by the ounces, low-lows bouncin
Sandy Fay and Annie Mae kissin
On my couch and
Ooh to the ouch and, Moet fountain
That's how we get down at
The Doggy Dogg House'n
This year we ain't fuck with thousands
We clean with millions that get
Fly as a falcon
Pull up to the Doggy Dogg palace
With a car fulla bitches
Cookin grit's like Alice (ooh)
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(They're riding on the side?) yeah
They running on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(They're riding on the side?) yeah
They runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(They're riding on the side?) yeah
They runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(They're riding on the side?) yeah
They running on the side!
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach Chronicles to
The Wall Street Journal
They all know the G with the Cutlass Coupe
Ask Bill Gates, "yeah I know the homie Snoop"
Yeah, I'm straight loc'n
Hangin wit my folk and
Follow Rakim cause "I Ain't No Joke" and
Cuz, I done seen so much (like what?)
Enough to have your feelings touched
When the gunshots ratta
All your boys scatter
Check up on your homies but
They gave ya bad data
Make a nigga stop BREATHIN
Have his soul relievin'
And now you niggas believe in
What I say cause what I say is so real
Homie you don't wanna see the steel!
You don't wanna catch a body
You came here to party
Now that's what you should do
Now where's my baby boo? (ooh)
Yeah, no introduction, is needed
But for those who STILL, refuse to accept
The reading on the wall
For the new Mack-allenium
This is the Archbishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board
Of famous players EVERYWHERE
And I'm puttin it down with Big Snoop Dogg
The legend
The King Player, my friend, yo' friend
The LBC sAVIOR!
Also known, in this new Mack-allenium
As DA BOSS
With the Snoopy D-O-Double Gizzle!
(Snoop Dogg) c-walk to this (Snoop Dogg)
Hehe, yeah, C-walk to this (Snoop Dogg)
A ha ha! C-walk to this (Snoop Dogg)
Bam! Boom! Whatchu gon' do cuz?
Guess who rollin in
With them baby blue Chucks?
And I've still got my khakis creased
I'm still loc'n on these beats and keep
A bad bitch on the streets
It's the S-N double-O-P'n
Biggest dogg of 'em all, and youse a flea'n
And since I got time to drop it
For you I guess I must and give it to you
Motherfuckers like Busta-Bust
I keep the heat on deck, but in God we trust
And can't none of y'all fuck with us
But you can run up on the
G but that's not thinkin' wisely
These thrillers are "Contagious"
Just like Ron Isley
What the hell is goin on?
Someone's sleepin in my home
Snoop to the D-O-Double G (uh huh)
Get in where you fit in, follow me (ooh)
Who's the man with that dance? (Snoop Dogg)
Who keep the khakis for all his pants?
(Snoop Dogg)
Keep the low-low in a three-wheel stance
(Snoop Dogg)
Still got the "Gin and Juice" in hand
(Snoop Dogg)
I do it for the G's and
I do it for the hustlers
Here to annihilate you mark-ass busters
Eff the police cause all they
Wanna do is cuff us
The world is fuckin' chilly as
If his name was Usher
But I'm still ridin' them 'llacs
Makin them G stacks
And got them cornrows to the back
I ain't really tryin to be picky
But if you give me somethin
It's got to be the sticky
Green by the ounces, low-lows bouncin
Sandy Fay and Annie Mae kissin
On my couch and
Ooh to the ouch and, Moet fountain
That's how we get down at
The Doggy Dogg House'n
This year we ain't fuck with thousands
We clean with millions that get
Fly as a falcon
Pull up to the Doggy Dogg palace
With a car fulla bitches
Cookin grit's like Alice (ooh)
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(They're riding on the side?) yeah
They running on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(They're riding on the side?) yeah
They runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(They're riding on the side?) yeah
They runnin on the side!
Three 14 inch rims is running on the side
(They're riding on the side?) yeah
They running on the side!
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach Chronicles to
The Wall Street Journal
They all know the G with the Cutlass Coupe
Ask Bill Gates, "yeah I know the homie Snoop"
Yeah, I'm straight loc'n
Hangin wit my folk and
Follow Rakim cause "I Ain't No Joke" and
Cuz, I done seen so much (like what?)
Enough to have your feelings touched
When the gunshots ratta
All your boys scatter
Check up on your homies but
They gave ya bad data
Make a nigga stop BREATHIN
Have his soul relievin'
And now you niggas believe in
What I say cause what I say is so real
Homie you don't wanna see the steel!
You don't wanna catch a body
You came here to party
Now that's what you should do
Now where's my baby boo? (ooh)
Yeah, no introduction, is needed
But for those who STILL, refuse to accept
The reading on the wall
For the new Mack-allenium
This is the Archbishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board
Of famous players EVERYWHERE
And I'm puttin it down with Big Snoop Dogg
The legend
The King Player, my friend, yo' friend
The LBC sAVIOR!
Also known, in this new Mack-allenium
As DA BOSS