Roaches In My Ashtray
Snoop Dogg Lyrics


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(Prohoezak Music)

Every time I twist one up
You always need to come right on by (come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money
But you always wanna get a free high (get a free high, yeah)
So don't be fuckin' (don't be fuckin')
(Who took the roaches out my ashtray?) With the roaches in my ashtray
Don't be touching (don't be touching)
(You took the roaches out my ashtray?) None of my roaches in my ashtray
I be loving (I be loving)
(Who takin' roaches out my ashtray?) All my roaches in my ashtray
So don't be fuckin' (don't be fuckin')
(You took the roaches out my ashtray?) With the roaches in my ashtray

Nigga slid up in my car in my passenger seat
Talking my ears off, adjusting my beat
Stashed my heat up under my seat
Stepped out my ride holla'd at a few freaks
Take a couple flicks, mack a bitch
Baby what's your name? (Passionate)
Fashion Nova, fashion fit
Dogg where the weed at? Ain't that a bitch
I'm gibbing right now, it's Thanksgiving right now
Showing baby how I'm living right now
Clear the crowd, back to my car, no squares in my circle
Bodyguard hard, could've swore I left a blunt in my ashtray
Little homie slid up on me, pulled a fast play but this the last play
Don't be fucking with my roaches in my ashtray
Hate to see ya coming, love it when you walk away

Every time I twist one up
You always need to come right on by (come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money
But you always wanna get a free high (get a free high, yeah)
So don't be fuckin' (don't be fuckin')
(Who took the roaches out my ashtray?) With the roaches in my ashtray
Don't be touching (don't be touching)
(You took the roaches out my ashtray?) None of my roaches in my ashtray
I be loving (I be loving)
(Who takin' roaches out my ashtray?) All my roaches in my ashtray
So don't be fuckin' (don't be fuckin')
(You took the roaches out my ashtray?) With the roaches in my ashtray

Seat on recliner, suede headliner
Just pulled in Mel's Diner, line of
Chevy's, 'Lacs, name it, it's there
Fresh wet paint, leather interior
Players are everywhere
Nothing but love and good bud in the air (yeah)
Guap took his camera out
Taking pictures of the homies in their cars
While they hittin' switches, some knocking bitches
Me, I'm on a mission
Fuel-injected, front end suspension
Wishing the whole world roll like we ride
There's always one homie trying to get that free high
Shit never fails, yeah, this shit for sale
Skip the bail, put the shit on scale
This the last day, for your last play
Quit fucking with the roaches in my ashtray

Every time I twist one up
You always need to come right on by (come right on by, yeah)
You ain't never got no money
But you always wanna get a free high (get a free high, yeah)
So don't be fuckin' (don't be fuckin')
(Who took the roaches out my ashtray?) With the roaches in my ashtray
Don't be touching (don't be touching)
(You took the roaches out my ashtray?) None of my roaches in my ashtray
I be loving (I be loving)
(Who takin' roaches out my ashtray?) All my roaches in my ashtray
So don't be fuckin' (don't be fuckin')
(You took the roaches out my ashtray?) With the roaches in my ashtray

Say man, you niggas think y'all crafty, huh?
Sitting in my car, adjusting my music
Telling me how sweet my car is and all of a sudden my roaches is missing




Say man, don't be fuckin' with the roaches in my ashtray
You hear me?

Overall Meaning

The song "Roaches In My Ashtray" by Snoop Dogg feat. Prohoezak is a commentary on the frustrating experience of having people constantly asking for a free high without contributing any money. The lyrics reflect the annoyance and exasperation of the singer as he describes the people who always need to come by and take advantage of his generosity. The title references the fact that these individuals are so desperate for a high that they even resort to smoking roaches, which are the leftover remains of previously smoked joints.


The tone of the song is one of frustration and animosity towards these individuals who constantly take and never contribute. This is reflected in the repetition of the phrase "don't be fuckin'" as the singer makes it clear that he will not tolerate any more of their behavior. The use of slang and profanity adds to the aggressive and confrontational tone of the lyrics. Overall, the song is a portrayal of the conflicts and tensions that can arise within social circles when some individuals are constantly taking without giving back.


Line by Line Meaning

Every time I twist one up
Every time I roll a joint


You always need to come right on by (come right on by, yeah)
You always come over when I'm smoking


You ain't never got no money
You never have any money


But you always wanna get a free high (get a free high, yeah)
But you always want to smoke with me for free


So don't be fuckin'
So don't be messing with


(Who took the roaches out my ashtray?) With the roaches in my ashtray
Who took my half-smoked joints out of my ashtray? Leave them where they are.


Don't be touching
Don't touch


(You took the roaches out my ashtray?) None of my roaches in my ashtray
Did you take my half-smoked joints? Don't take any of them.


I be loving
I love


(Who takin' roaches out my ashtray?) All my roaches in my ashtray
Who's taking my half-smoked joints out of my ashtray? I want to keep them all.


So don't be fuckin'
So don't be messing with


(You took the roaches out my ashtray?) With the roaches in my ashtray
Did you take my half-smoked joints out of my ashtray? Leave them where they are.


Nigga slid up in my car in my passenger seat
Someone got into my car and sat in the passenger seat


Talking my ears off, adjusting my beat
Talking a lot and changing the music I was listening to


Stashed my heat up under my seat
Hid my gun under the seat


Stepped out my ride holla'd at a few freaks
Got out of my car and talked to some women


Take a couple flicks, mack a bitch
Took some photos, flirted with a girl


Baby what's your name? (Passionate)
What's your name, baby? (Passion)


Fashion Nova, fashion fit
Fashion Nova clothing fits well


Dogg where the weed at? Ain't that a bitch
Where's the weed? That's annoying.


I'm gibbing right now, it's Thanksgiving right now
I'm feeling good right now, it's like Thanksgiving


Showing baby how I'm living right now
Showing the girl how I live


Clear the crowd, back to my car, no squares in my circle
Left the group of people, went back to my car, with no outsiders


Bodyguard hard, could've swore I left a blunt in my ashtray
The bodyguard is strict, I thought I left a half-smoked joint in my ashtray.


Little homie slid up on me, pulled a fast play but this the last play
Someone tried to steal my half-smoked joint, but this is the last time they can try.


Don't be fucking with my roaches in my ashtray
Don't mess with my half-smoked joints in my ashtray.


Hate to see ya coming, love it when you walk away
I don't like when you come over, but I like when you leave.


Seat on recliner, suede headliner
Seat is reclined, suede ceiling


Just pulled in Mel's Diner, line of
Just arrived at Mel's Diner, there's a line


Chevy's, 'Lacs, name it, it's there
There are different types of cars parked there


Fresh wet paint, leather interior
Newly painted, leather seats


Players are everywhere
Cool guys are all around


Nothing but love and good bud in the air (yeah)
Everybody is friendly and there's good weed


Guap took his camera out
Guap took his camera out


Taking pictures of the homies in their cars
Taking pictures of the guys in their cars


While they hittin' switches, some knocking bitches
While they're changing the car's suspension, some are talking to girls


Me, I'm on a mission
But I have a goal


Fuel-injected, front end suspension
The car has fuel injection and a special suspension at the front


Wishing the whole world roll like we ride
Wishing everyone could ride like us


There's always one homie trying to get that free high
There's always one guy who wants to smoke for free


Shit never fails, yeah, this shit for sale
That always happens, yeah, that's for sale


Skip the bail, put the shit on scale
Don't pay the bail, weigh the weed instead


This the last day, for your last play
This is the last day for you to try to steal my half-smoked joints


Quit fucking with the roaches in my ashtray
Stop messing with my half-smoked joints in my ashtray


Say man, you niggas think y'all crafty, huh?
You guys think you're clever, huh?


Sitting in my car, adjusting my music
Sitting in my car, changing the music on my stereo


Telling me how sweet my car is and all of a sudden my roaches is missing
Saying how nice my car is while my half-smoked joints go missing


Say man, don't be fuckin' with the roaches in my ashtray
Don't mess with my half-smoked joints in my ashtray. You hear me?




Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Calvin Cordozar Broadus, Simon McKinley

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@baptiste.v6532

Snoopโ€™s voice is ageless

@bowwowcousin4894

https://youtu.be/HVtW9iPXNck

@gundulf1202

https://youtu.be/FfZhTbf1Gss

@az61100

I like the beat ,it is awesome different but love it

@daniellepascoe6933

Timeless๐Ÿ’ซ

@josephkelley8641

Snoop's so good at this point he can just write a song
about his ashtray. Dudes checking Snoop's car all the time
to see if it's LOCKED. (peering in at the ashtray to see what up).

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@JESTAz

The chorus sounds like it was meant for the late great legend Nate Dogg . R.i.p.g.2.1.3

@AD214

Nah fr bro. Rip Nate Dogg mane

@joshingram071

@Indycor Llc yup that's Nates son the hook

@portuga25

@@joshingram071 No, it says feat. ProHoeZak , check it.
Nhale would be great here too.

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