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Hourglass Lyrics - Paid Tha Cost To Be Da Boss - Snoop Dogg

Awww yeah 

This one goes out to all you muthafuckers out there 

That didn't think we could make records that could bang in the club 

Ya that's right 

All you ladies out there with the big butts 

with the long hair, the big titties, the pretty eyes 

Report to the dance floor right about now 

Wiggle it round c'mon down 

Doggy-d-o-double's in town 

I know you wanna get down 

So why you lookin' at me like that 

Bitch break that shit down 

I wanna make your kitty cat growl 

I wanna hit it get it right now 

So what you playin' with it for 

Back it up slow move it around and dance to the flow 

Now put your hands on the floor (c'mon) 

C'mon on and gimme some more 

It's crazy but baby that maybe we gonna fuck in a man's mercedes 

Bitch I ain't that loco 

Fuckin' with a broke hoe 

Get a nigga smoked tho, no-no, na-na, nae-nae 

She got a whole bunch of kids like baby 

Listen what the pimper say 

I want you to be what I want you to be 

You can hump with me that's what I want you to be 

I want you to be what I want you to be 

You can hump with me that's what I want you to be 

I slap bitches in the face and give em Jay-Z lips 

Make them sign their life off so they can pay me chips 

I cut hoes so much I should sell band aids 

Give bitches sandwiches with handmade mayonnaise 

I put bitches on the stroll hall 

Plus I control hoes like remote control suped remote controlled cars 

Code blow hoe on 'em like the internet 

Got my dick in her neck and ain't even took her to dinner yet 

Fuck that I ain't taken her to dinner 

I'll bring her to a diner get behind and go up in her 

You fuckin' with losers 

I'm a winner I'm gone in summer hot in the winter 

Fuck hungry I'm ready for dinner HA! 

Bitches don't know the low 

'Bout to slap your ass off the endo smoke 

I'm in the club straight goin' for broke 

Sellin' bitches everything even low key dope 

Don't you wanna get nasty 

I like it when you freak that ass 

36-24-36 shaped like an hourglass?? 

Let me rub up on that clit it feels so nice and soft 

Coast to coast we do-si-dos 

And get your day started like a breakfast toast 

Me and my niggas make beats for your strokes 

Heat for your tokes, baby tees for your chokes, keys for your? 

Me squeezin' your folks 

When they come through 

With their noses flarin' out like they be on that coke 

Nah we on that dope 

Now she wanna go cause she wanna know 

How did we walk through the front door 

Your pants down straight VIP 

Well when it comes to rap styles, and rap crowns, and mack downs 

Just mingle, we straight smack down 

We so OG this here gonna be 

If you with it you can have a little hit off me 

Get nasty, get freaky, get busy o-so-off the hizzy 

 

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