S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee
S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee

Me and my partner, in my Impala
Poppin' our collars, tossin' up dollars
A truck on the side of with hoes that wanna follow
Bet a hundred dollars that they all wanna swallow

Doggy Doggfather
I do it to you real hard then it gets harder
It's Nada thang on mine, bang on mine
I smoke an ounce and bounce at the same time

It's off the limbo with Timbo, you motherfuckin' bimbo
So quit knockin' at my window, you nympho
Maniac, bring it back, now shake it up
Put it on the table, now break it up

Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it
It really don't matter what you spent on it
As long as you're gettin' what you paid for
That's what it's made for, ain't that what you stayed for?

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac?
(Snoop Dogg)
Smoke till your eyes get cataracts
(Snoop Dogg)

Who got a girl layin' on her back?
(Snoop Dogg)
Who's that makin' that paper stack?
(Snoop Dogg)

You play me and I'll play you
You pay me and I'll pay you
Hold on boo, you got the game all wrong
This ain't your thang, this my song

Move on, we in the club, at the Shark Bar
Valet my keys, and park my car
No snap shots, 'cuz I might get popped
As I slide by security, givin' 'em props

First thing I do, when I get in
Let me take you back to when I first slid in
Grab my gid-in, get my pid-in
Put my bib in, no bullshittin'

We be sittin', in the corner with smoke comin'
From up under us like we sittin' in the sauna
Burnin' up the charts, break a bitch off hard
Little mama don't you start

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac?
(Snoop Dogg)
Smoke till your eyes get cataracts
(Snoop Dogg)

Who got a girl layin' on her back?
(Snoop Dogg)
Who's that makin' that paper stack?
(Snoop Dogg)

S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee
S N double O P, D O double gizee
D O double gizee, D O double gizee

Tick tock, the ice on my watch
Slap me 'cross the face around 2 o'clock
But the party don't stop till we blow up
Now every little bitch wanna show up

Manuevin' to this, groovin' to this
Dippin' to this, flippin' to this, trippin' to this
Ain't no skippin' to this, trust this
Bust this, it's too hot to touch this

He say, she say, I say no way
Don't need foreplay, okay, obey
Everything that I say and every day'll be like a holiday
I put you in the front seat of my car

And roll you round town like a superstar
Recline your seat and turn up the beat
Number one with a bullet
Rollin' down the motherfuckin' back streets

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac?
(Snoop Dogg)
Smoke till your eyes get cataracts
(Snoop Dogg)

Who got a girl layin' on her back?
(Snoop Dogg)
Who's that makin' that paper stack?
(Snoop Dogg)

Who's that dippin' in the Cadillac?
(Snoop Dogg)
Smoke till your eyes get cataracts
(Snoop Dogg)

Who got a girl layin' on her back?
(Snoop Dogg)
Who's that makin' that paper stack?
(Snoop Dogg)

Writer : MOSLEY, TIMOTHY / BROADUS, CALVIN / BLOOM, WILLIAM / SMITH, FRANKLYN LEON
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing