Tha Dogg Pound - I’m On It lyrics
rate meWhen you see me with them dark shades in the all black
I ain’t worried ‘bout you punk, motherfucker fall back
Yeah, nigga, while we counting up the stack
Got these diamonds on my neck, nigga, what you call that?
On it, on it, on it, I’m on it, on it
See them dollars and the nigga want it
On it, I get it late, hustle till the morning
Yeah, I break a nigga neck, I keep a .9 in my pocket and a whole deck
I never break a sweat, I like the pussy wet, super fly motherfucker, boy, you better check
Gotta get it, working bitches from town to town
Float around the hood, get it, work it from pound to pound
Retched bitches up in the party, clown to clown
Got these bitches digging how she get down, get down
Even now, smoking big, on a mission, get my hustle on
Working double hoes, niggas get to touching all
Break bread, get the money, nigga, up and go
Double up, now I’m back up in my comfort zone
Just keep that money coming or the world don’t move, nigga, finna drumming
Walk up in the building, pockets full of millions
And my diamonds representing how a nigga feel it
When you see me with them dark shades in the all black
I ain’t worried ‘bout you punk, motherfucker fall back
Yeah, nigga, while we counting up the stack
Got these diamonds on my neck, nigga, what you call that?
On it, on it, on it, I’m on it, on it
See them dollars and the nigga want it
On it, I get it late, hustle till the morning
On it, nigga, it’s time that I show it
It’s that nigga dead, the right up on it
You know that I know nigga, I’m down for whatever
My smoke that I’m smoking is way more better
Inhale it, nigga, blow out, like come out
You and your friend come over here, show out
Go bunkers like never ever before
Show me winning, drop and drop it slow
She a bad bitch, Eva, my bad Eva, Eva
My bitch holding the cock and busting it even
I got gold on my neck, money, power, respect
Soon as I buck up the dime, I tell ‘em I’m the shit
I’m a motherfucking gangsta, that nigga, that Dilly
Drive a smart bitch silly, clutching on a milly
Hands in the air like a motherfucking stick up
You know I’m the shit now bitch come and get that
When you see me with them dark shades in the all black
I ain’t worried ‘bout you punk, motherfucker fall back
Yeah, nigga, while I’m smoking on the sack
Got that kush in the air, nigga, what you call that?
I’m on it, every day, on it, all night, on it, all day, on it
Yeah, I see them dollars and a nigga want it
I get it late and hustle till the morning
Quarterback lead the game, game baby
In the back of that booth, drive that thing crazy
I guess she just love the way a nigga get it
No question ‘bout it, that’s why she be fucking with us
Why you wanna hate me, nigga?
Your bitch was on my dick at the Staple center
Why you underrate me, nigga?
Why you got it like that to rate me, nigga?
Contemplate no escaping me, nigga
From the motherfucking DPG, nigga
She got ass like a whale, you gain blue boy, nigga
Like my nephew Dazzel
You say you really tripping, yeah, I really doubt it
Pimping for a living, yeah, I really doubt it
Every time the bitches see us they be all around us
They running up and crowd us, talking about you cowards
When you see me with them crispy shades in the all black
I ain’t worried ‘bout you punk motherfuckers fall back
Yeah, nigga, while we counting up the stack
Taking diamonds off a niga neck, what you call that?
On it, jacking, on it, riding, on it, money, on it, bitches
On it, hoes, I’m on it, I’m on it
I see that money and the nigga want it
‘Cause I’m on it
I’m loving the way, the way we do it
The way, the way, the way we own it
The way, the way, the way we on it
