Roy Duffy and Fre$co Bundle$ - Snoop in '93

When my time start
Oh it started
Well let me start
Ay I'm just here so I don't get fined
So yal can sit here and ask me
All the questions yal want to
I'm gone answer with the same answer so
Yal can shoot
If yal please
I'm here so I won't get fined

Roll it up
Smoke it pass it to yo bitch
I'm on some other shit
All plans of getting rich
I'll buy the dip
Just like I buy a bitch
Just the rules of the game
If you know them you legit
But I'm riding smoking
High as fuck
But a nigga stay focused
And if you smell it in my joint
Bitch you know that it's potent

If you smell it in my joint
Then you know that its potent
Run a play we on point
And you know that I'm focused
Niggas know I'm riding
A to Z on a bitch
Like that Jaheim
In the muhfucking whip
Nigga what's that song
With AZ and Jaheim
Well its fucked up
I heard he snitching on his team

Man yea that shit fucked up
But bitch I'm a hundred
And I don't condone no hoe shit
Cause that fuck up yo money
Fuck that bullshit you talking
Man you softer than a bitch
I'm on a money making mission
Yea something like Mitch
You wishing on a star
You Rolls Royce ass nigga

You talk that shit but you can't do it
You a coach ass nigga
I'm a big tipper
I spread love round this bitch
Cause I'm a real nigga
You can't flow with us
My nigga we Detroit River

They want that flex flow
That vette tho
That Z06
That ZR1 hoe
That Pac on Death Row
That Snoop in 93
Cause we don't love them hoes
Them hoes be loving me

These hoes be loving me
She cheap we Cabo Wabo
Dip off to the Double Tree
I show a rack
I throw her back
She think she stuck with me
I'm petty I'm a up and leave
She thirsty
I feel like this woman really
Should be TIPPING ME
I'm silly I'm just smoking weed
My pocket dough
So I don't kneed
Fuck these niggas tripping
I'm a cross they ass
I think I'm Sheed
If they try to cross me
I'm a lock they ass
I'm Sed now
If I say too much with Avi8
We gone be fed bound
You see these RICO's came down
Niggas getting caught up in some shit
That they don't know bout

That's cause niggas is stupid
But some bitches love stupid
But some bitches love pain
That's why they fuck with bitches
And if you understand that
You gone really feel this next shit
That bitch ain't really love you
If she kicked you off her Netflix
Kicked her ass out
But she can still come over
And any time I'm on the track
Bitch you know I ain't sober
I got my main bitch waiting on me to call back
And I'm sleep next to my new thing
And her ass so fat
I roll them back to back to back
Like I'm Kobe and Shaq
Bitch like Pluto say
Yea its racks on racks
Yea bitch racks on racks
I'm never wax on tracks
I switch the flow then take yo hoe
And yea I'm good on that
It's bout some dough its on the floor
And yea I'm hood on that
It's bout some dough its on the floor
And yea I'm hood on that

Written by:
Durrell Carter, Thurston Simpson

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