f/ Tray Deee







Intro: Snoop Dogg



Yeah man, let me holla at my nephew Tray-Deee



Nephew, I can't believe these motherfucking stupid ass bitches man



I done told em time and time and time again



Well I guess they don't hear me



So uh, why don't you let me know



Matter fact let them know how you feel about these motherfucking hoes







[Verse 1]



I can't explain how I came 'cross the game I got



More likely from parlayin with these thangs alot



Be on the gangsters jocks, soon as they spot that you clockin



These snakes'll plot, and then be all in your pockets



Droppin little hints 'bout they rents and bills



When you tell em you can't help em wanna twist they grills



Like you owe em once you show em that you're interested



When they knowin you be wantin just to hit and dig



I aint got shit to give, but hard dick and conversation



And talkin end, when I commit the penetration



I toss at them, if it was proper we could kick it



When we cross again, but you know aint no commitment



I want ya when I need ya, and that's the procedure



I call you and fall through, strictly at leisure



And only keep ya, until you start to cost me



Then I reverse the game til ya back up off me



Kill em softly







HOOK 1:



Bitches aint shit, I said it before, and I say it again, Tray Deee



Bitches aint shit, they only fuckin with your homies



Cuz they know you got a grip



Bitches aint shit, I said it before, and I'ma say it again, Tray-Deee



Bitches aint shit, they only fuckin with your homies



Cuz they know you got a grip







[Tray Deee talking over HOOK]



I done peeped these knucleheads all ?? dogg



These bitches on the gold rush



This aint 1849 quit that pan handling hoe



This '99, you tryin to get yours, but I need all mine



You knowhatimsayin?







[Verse 2]



I keep the energy caught her eyein me down



Back when she first started hangin around



In Long Beach got real deep on some real G sex



So you got served bitch now what's next



I ride on the side while we slide in my broom



Old goons can't get with the ?foon?



Naw I'm on another level, let's get in your shit



Blowin herb while we swerve and we spend your chips



Drain me and take me to the finest spots



Out the dinin shop and buy me diamond rocks



It's a privilege to get the dick and fuck wit me



Knowin the whole way I roll is in luxury



I'm a major type of player out for ruling the game



Every line I design is for schoolin a dame



When I approach I let 'em know it's all money and sex



But I gotta be blessed before we make 'em connect







HOOK 2: Snoop Dogg and Tray Dee overlap



I check a bitch as quick as Goldie the mac



And keep them quarter sacks and holdin my straps



I only want what's in the middle of they laps



And plus I hump before I get 'em for they snaps



(repeat)











[Verse 3]



I can't conceive spendin cheese just to please a broad



When eventually intentions be to leave 'em all



In the minus, no matter if they the finest



Then recognize the price come with rollin with riders



You can't expect to step up in my company



And we just fuck for free, and you not touchin me



With some fine ass why chance gettin involved



And be callin me a dogg after hittin them draws



I'm out to ball, so keep all emotions in check



And don't be tryin to test what you're sure to regret



Thinkin you gon be sinkin up inside my profits



Bitch you got twist but you needs to stop it



I'm cold on the hold like the frozen snow



For my dough unless we both tryin to make it grow



I think you know, my bank be mo', than us kickin it



What's mine is mine, but what's yours we splittin it







HOOK 1



[Tray Deee over HOOK 1]



I got three questions for a bitch though



Where mines at, what's takin you so long to kick it in



And how long this gon take you to get me some more hoes



You know...