: Dub-i-dub-i-dub-i-dub-dub-dub Dub-i-dub-i-dub-i-yeah-yeah Dub-i-dub-i-dub-i-dub-dub-dub I don't need your love Dub-i-dub-i-dub-i-dub-dub-dub Dub-i-dub
money plus I got a deal I'm nine kids deep; see, why I gotta deal? And serve so the government, can't touch my skrill Before I'm sittin in my big, house
on the block See my team has hella cars, I got a couple knots See, how the beat gets ate off Acquire my scratch and I ain't have to use an 8-ball
love me My underground dirty cats on dune buggies I be the type to take your watch and flaunt it Kidnap T. Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it Yo, I bang a nigga
go shout it And come back tomorrow and watch the world crowd it My drankin patna, my ace, my dawg, know who I'm gon' call My drankin patna, my ace
on some ass and his friends And now the night begins as I hit the gentlemens And then after then, I'm a' go and head over to Magic City Where I can get
and twirl Sold a billion tapes and still screamed, "Fuck the world!" (I'm Slim Shady..) so come and kill me while my name's hot And shoot me twenty-five
right here?) I just remembered that I'm absent minded Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it I'm freestylin every verse that I spit cause I
I want to disturb my neighbour, 'Cause I'm feelin' so right; I want to turn up my disco, Blow them to full watts tonight, eh! - In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub
with you And if you ride wit me I ride wit chu And if you stick by my side I'll provide for you And if you there for me I'll be there for you Through
why I spit it How I spit When I spit its like mucus Gotta get rid of it These chicks don’t pop like me Uncompatible girl No comparing me And! Ain't
I've lost my mind I've lost my mind I've lost my mind I've lost my mind I've lost my mind I've lost my mind I've lost my mind I've lost my mind I've
mess under his vest Chorus: Nate Dogg (+Snoop) And you don't really wanna fuck, with me Only nigga that I trust, is me Fuck around and make me bust
t hear dude, I'm in the crib, boo, he in the re-view A couple daugth bag and I'm a fresh cat Yes I play him to the left and I just [Lumidee] Don’t
’all But once I get it, I’m j. I want cash and checks, I want diamond rings. I want jewels on my neck and mad fly things. I want a stack of fat chips
ass you shoulda took heed of my word and became a friend of me now you're just a enemy Chorus Verse Three: Now I change my style up, my style
numerical order bills ill, now put it on the wrist the best thing since grits & fake tits Man Of Steel who you with? I'm so fly when I walk I levitate my
to give me ten in the pen cause I’m smelling like hen My skin is my sin My s-k-i-n is my s-i-n ("burning our black skin") (repeat 2x) [ice cube] I
