Doin' Too Much Lyrics - Snoop Doggy Dogg

[Snoop Dogg] 

*inhales* 

Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo Quik check this out dog 

You know mothafuckers be doin way way too mothafuckin much 

You know? That's real 

Just like baby right here, she doin too much 

Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car 

And he actin like it's his but you know it's not 

Say he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much 

And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up 

She actin like that hair's hers but you know what's up 

Say she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much 

I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb 

I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb" 

But guess who's callin, Pipedream Patty 

Made that nigga park my whoride beside the alley 

Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga) 

Fuck that nigga yo 

But I can't forget about him 'cause he taught me everything I know 

Oh no Joe, walkin down the wrong lane 

Tootin on that cocaine, fuckin wit that wrong thang 

Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn) 

Then fake the funk, doggonnit 

Now loc, look at this predicament 

You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit 

Niggas like you, used to be in my crew 

Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to 

I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew 

That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce 

Now if you're doin for your family and you can't stand it 

'cause you know these mothafuckers tryin take advantage 

Say they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much 

And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope 

And he need to catch a mothafuckin different stroke 

Say he doin too much, yeah Joey you doin too much 

We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style 

We might throw a pool party every once in a while 

Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend 

Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in 

I believe in, sharin the cock 

Also, I believe in comparin the cock 

Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?) 

'cause she love the way I just beat up the pussy 

Not just knee deep, she was totally deep 

When she went down on me 

She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off 

Ooh wee, baby you's a freak 

Put my homey up on game like a gangsta 

But my homey fell in love and he banked her 

Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist 

Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist 

Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back 

And he get his third strike wit no get back 

Say he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too much 

And when the homey in the pen, doin a sin 

And his girlfriend fuckin wit his best friend 

Say she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too much 

I'm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit mills 

I'm havin major type of paper, I ain't trippin off bills (still) 

Show me some respect and accept my coolness 

And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish 

Use this as a warning, 'cause I'm startin 

To figure it's some niggas think I'm soft as Charmin 

Pardon me, 'cause I ain't mad when you get bent 

But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. ?spray? 

Friends and family, gettin after me like repo 

Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note 

You doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-tone 

Callin strays over nigga leadin months gone 

Conversate for fo' hours, wastin mo' power 

And only get to hit a cold shower 

You fakin like you're makin more moves than Simpson 

But frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sin 

And when a nigga on yo' phone, runnin up yo' bill 

Tryin to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel 

You know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too much 

And when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milk 

And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt 

You know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too much 

That's real