Snoop Dogg - Picture This lyrics

rate me

Niggas (Niggas), Bitches (Bitches)

Uhmm, this is some player shit right here

Holler at my home girl on this one, Mia

Moma Mia, Have you seen her (seen her)

Yah, real G's shit. Tell me

Moma Mia, niggas wanna G her (Snoop Dogg)

Bitches wanna be her

Motherfuckers can't see her

Give it up for Moma Mia

What chew you want to do nigga, is fine with me

Name your game, scandalous sprees, or robberies

Moving keys for your needs, from state to state

I seen my braw take down your boy from around tha way

If you fake IM gunna let you know from the top

And leave that dick in your mouth, and put them infrared dots

On your whole crew, nigga betta ask fo show

Gunna let that ass know what's goin' down like Waco

This is business, and who the fuck you think is runnin' this

Mama, and who's the first to shoot that gun in this

Mama, drama, layin' No Limit and when its intended my hands all up in it

Now, we can do this like intelligent folk

But fuck around, I be that second ward ignorant hoe

Hard headed, with the soft behind, niggas real hittin' it

So Snoop Dogg for the keepin' it real with a strength

Now picture, Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide,

Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive

Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips

It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch

You a fall girl, go get it all girl

You in my world, IM gunna make sure you ball girl

Do it for me, do it for you, now it's our world

(Our world, It's our world, now go on and get it)

Now everyone in my click know I don't love no hoes

I don't quit bitch rush a boy to get a new set of them MOMO's

Cus I attack 'Emm, crack 'Emm and smack 'Emm

All on the same note, until that bitch is broke

Charge it to the game, man it's a cold game

But somebody gotta do it, that's real for shes'a

It ain't easy, pimpin' to me is four girls on your team

Down to scheme, aim to beam, for that cream

Cross country track, greyhound buss ride

Down to get your muthafuckin' fetti on, you hear me though

There ain't no limit to what she does

On the really, on to Philly, lemme get a ride on cus

Ghetto love, and every thug need a little

All I want is the money, motherfuck the middle

No backbone is back on to get yah

Unless you got a down ass sister to twist her, cant twist yah

Bonnie and Clyde, We side as we slide,

Side by side, to keep this pimpin' alive

Do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips

It's all about you and me Mia, fuck that bitch