Doin' It Too Much
Snoop Dogg Lyrics

Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, Quik check this out dog
Introducing the song, calling for attention

You know motherfuckers be doing way way too motherfucking much
People tend to go overboard in their actions

You know? That's real
This is a fact

Just like baby right here, she doing too much
As an example, the girl right here is going too far

Now if that nigga next to you got a rented car
If the person next to you is driving a rented car

And he acting like it's his but you know it's not
And he's making it seem like it's his even though it's not

Say he doing too much, yeah nigga you doing too much
He's crossing the line, doing too much

And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar posted-up
When a conceited woman is sitting at the bar

She acting like that hair's hers but you know what's up
She's pretending that it's her natural hair, but you know it's not

Say she doing too much, yeah baby you doing too much
She's going too far, acting out of line

I gave my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
I gave my family members the keys to my Suburban

I told em "Hit the side and slide and get the herb"
I instructed them to park on the side and slide to acquire marijuana

But guess who's calling, Pipedream Patty
But then Pipedream Patty calls

Made that nigga park my who ride beside the alley
She made him park my new car beside the alley

Forget about that nigga though (fuck that nigga)
Dismissing that man now

But I can't forget about him cause he taught me everything I know
But I can't forget about him because he's the one who taught me all I know

Oh no Joe, walking down the wrong lane
Joe is in trouble, doing something dangerous

Tooting on that cocaine, fucking wit that wrong thing
Snorting cocaine, messing with something dangerous

Niggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn)
Men like him tend to get what they want

Then fake the funk, doggonnit
But then they act phony afterward

Now loc, look at this predicament
Now, look at this difficult situation

You smoked out and can't be trusted, I can't kick it wit
You're high and unreliable, can't hang out with you

Niggas like you, used to be in my crew
People like you used to be part of my group

Goddamn, they don't make niggas like they used to
You can't find people like you anymore

I remember Marley Marl and the Juice Crew
I reminisce about Marley Marl and the Juice Crew

That's probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuce
That's why I keep my handgun close to me

Now if you're doing for your family and you can't stand it
If you're doing something for your family that you don't like

Cause you know these motherfuckers trying take advantage
Because you know they're trying to exploit you

Say they doing too much, yeah nigga you doing too much
They're going too far, taking advantage of you

And if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dope
And if your relative is poor and using drugs

And he need to catch a motherfucking different stroke
And he needs to change his ways

Say he doing too much, yeah Joey you doing too much
He's going too far, doing too much

We parlay, parlay everyday DPG style
We hang out and party every day, DPG style

We might throw a pool party every once in a while
Sometimes we throw pool parties

Now in fact we gon' do one this weekend
In fact, we're having one this weekend

Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga Rose can weed in
Let's see how many girls we can get to come

I believe in, sharing the cock
I believe in sharing sexual partners

Also, I believe in comparing the cock
And I believe in comparing sexual performance

Look, don't knock a nigga like me (why?)
Don't criticize a man like me (why not?)

Cause she love the way I just beat up the pussy
Because she loves my sexual performance

Not just knee deep, she was totally deep
It wasn't just a little bit of sex, she was all in

When she went down on me
When she gave me oral sex

She blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off
She performed so well that it was incredible

Oh wee, baby you's a freak
Wow, you're amazing in bed

Put my homey up on game like a gangsta
Instructed my friend like a gang member would

But my homey fell in love and he banked her
However, my friend fell in love and pursued her

Ain't that a trip? Now we in a twist
Isn't that ironic? Now there's conflict

Back in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist
Now he's back in jail with the tracking device on his wrist

Now when a nigga hit his girl and she don't hit back
When a man hits his woman and she doesn't fight back

And he get his third strike wit no get back
And he's hit with his third strike with no retaliation

Say he doing too much, yeah homey you doing too much
He's going too far, acting out of line

And when the homey in the pen, doing a sin
When my friend is in jail performing a crime

And his girlfriend fucking wit his best friend
And his girlfriend is having sex with his best friend

Say she doing too much, hell yeah she doing too much
She's crossing the line, acting inappropriately

I'm living up in the hills, wine sipping wit mills
I live in the hills, sipping wine with beautiful women

I'm having major type of paper, I ain't tripping off bills (still)
I have a lot of money, I'm not worried about paying bills

Show me some respect and accept my coolness
Respect me for being cool and collected

And don't mistake my kindness to mean I'm foolish
But don't think that I'm weak or stupid because I'm nice

Use this as a warning, cause I'm starting
Take this as a warning, because I'm beginning

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

Pardon me, cause I ain't mad when you get bent
Excuse me, because I'm not upset when you get drunk

But I hate when fools mistake me for U.S. spray
But I hate when fools think I'm someone that I'm not

Friends and family, getting after me like repo
Friends and family are hounding me like repo men

Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-note
They eat, smoke, and drink, then ask me for money

You doing too much when you clutching on my touch-tone
You're going too far when you grip my phone too tightly

Calling strays over nigga leading months gone
Calling random people over when I haven't been around for months

Conversate for fo' hours, wasting mo' power
Talking for four hours, wasting more electricity

And only get to hit a cold shower
And only get to take a cold shower

You faking like you're making more moves than Simpson
Pretending like you're accomplishing more than O.J. Simpson

But fronting, pushing buttons, doing nothing but sin
But putting on a facade, being pushy without doing anything productive

And when a nigga on yo' phone, running up yo' bill
When a man is using your phone, running up your bill

Trying to tell some hoodrat bitch how he feel
Trying to express his feelings to some promiscuous woman

You know he doing too much, yeah nigga you doing too much
He's going too far, acting out of line

And when your baby momma crying bout she need some milk
When your child's mother is crying because she needs milk for the baby

And you heard some other nigga did been at her tilt
And you found out that another man had been with her

You know she doing too much, yeah baby you doing too much
She's acting inappropriately, not taking care of the baby

That's real
That's the truth