Crip Ya Enthusiasm

Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well
You know I'm coming by the smell
I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air
Party people, wave your hands like you just don't care
Crip your enthusiasm

Mm, pen and paper, money maker, let the beat ride
Let me put you up on this nigga from the east side
This nigga born ready, serve a nigga either
With the pen or off the heady
This nigga flow is deadly (where he at?)
Right here, Snoop Dogg, I'm with the G Child
Play something, let me fuck you up just with this freestyle (that's dope)
For sure, but let's make a real record with real effort
'Cause my pen game is lethal cyanide mixed with ether

Spittin' nothin' but them hits out
The Chronic put the world up on this shit Snoopy been about
I wrote it down, needed backup, called the hounds
I'm worldwide, you know the voice, you know the sound (ha-ha)
Paint it like Picasso, my spot on top of the charts
You ain't fuckin' with the Dogg, I do this shit every day
I don't play with this here, just look at my resume

I'm probably Pimp of the Year, that's what all the players say
My smooth tone, reppin' for the blue zone
Crip shit, for niggas to get they groove on (hey)
I tell my street life glory in a East side story
I got that Hall of Fame pen game, nigga, ain't shit changed
Still leave you niggas assed out like Ving Rhames
Ever since I started, I've been all about big things
Crip it, curve it, flip it and serve it
I'm at your service so don't get nervous

These are words coming from the Dogg
And everything I do is lit (yes, sir)
Hoppin' right along, tryna get my party on
Call my nigga (Leon Black), let's go bust a bitch (mm)

La-dickda-di, Snoopy's in the party
Smokin' that yessir, the best served, that's good for everybody
It's some players in the house, if you see 'em, point 'em out
Pulled up in that Bentley with my nigga Leon Black with me
That's simply two layers of mackin' on you bitches
Like true players (but I'm here with my baby daddy), bitch, who cares?
We came to make the party crack, no games

I'm in the party strapped, Snoop Dogg and Black, now, where the party at?
Pop that champagne bottle, we goin' up full throttle
Don't matter, wherever Snoopy go, these hoes gon' follow
Glasses up, we toastin', Backwoods I'm smokin'
V.I.P., I'm posted, eeny-meeny-miney
You know where to find me

With a cute-faced bitch, big ass and waist tiny
I got 'em lined up like tic-tac-toe, that's three in a row
An exotic bitch, a snow bunny and me and your ho'
We all up in the club livin' our best life
Black gave a nigga thumbs, nigga like, "That's right"
Hit the dance floor with some twins, they was close friends

Back that ass up, she said, "Grab it with both hands"
Now players do what players do
You know the Dogg, no sugar-coatin', I speak the truth
I make the rules, grip it, curve it, flip it and serve it
I'm at your service, now, don't get nervous

Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well
You know I'm coming by the smell
I'm here when you see the weed smoke in the air
Party people, wave your hands like you just don't care
Crip your enthusiasm

Yeah, say what?
Crip your enthusiasm
Okay, like that?
Say what, say what?
Crip your enthusiasm
Uh, like this?
Yeah, Crip your enthusiasm
Uh!