Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg feat. Charlie Wilson & The Gap Band Lyrics


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[kurupt]
Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cock
My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
Call my cousin snoop as I swoop in the coupe
Stop by my homey dru house to puff on the loop
Seen my little homey style who I ain't seen in a while
Damn near gone, floatin on cloud one-nine
Liquor sto', so I grab some mixed gin and juice
Got a quarter pound of bud so I'm fucked up two
Seven, eight, nine ten eleven twelve
Bailed back in the crib (for what? ) because I'm all-in
Conversated then I dug the hoe out
I fixed me some food, then go the hell out
Two a.m. on the dizot, I pause and I stizop
I reminisce on that ass that I rizocked
Now I'm high as a kite
Yeahh, and I'm feelin alright
Four a.m. as I stoll back to my crib
To see what's with my woman and my newborn kid

[snoop doggy dogg]
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
We do this everyday about the same time, beyotch!

[nate dogg]
I was at the park one day, that's when I saw her face
She looked kind of cavi to me
But when I take her home, and tap that ass I'm gone
I'm just a dog don't blame me

[snoop doggy dogg]
Now do I love them hoes? (hell naw!)
And why is that? (because you're snoop doggy dogg!)
(and you never gave a fuck about a bitch;
Cause to you, bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks)
Ha hah, dee dee dadi dadi dah
Listen to the sounds from my nigga doggy dogg
Slidin through the city in the rag six-fo'
Hoppin like a motherfucker tryin to find a hoe
Hittin all the spots but I'm comin up blank
I'm headed to the liquor store to get myself some drank
Parks my ride as i, steps inside, as i
Puts my nine double-m to my side, as i
Continue with my mission
Pussy is my dish and I'm fishin, wishin
Upon a star, to come up on some ends
But she caviar, and I let her bet her pussy
So I can get my pimp on
Cause my pen gets my pimp on from g to ozone

[big pimpin]
I have pimped my pen, on cold michigan nights
And the bitch didn't freeze up on me, when I wanted her to write it
I have pimped my pen in the hot california sun
And the bitch didn't drip, smell, or run
As she turned the trick pages, from looseleaf to zig-zags
I have pimped my pen and she is number one in my stable
For I have yet not got a refill, for her
I love her that's why she keeps, performing for me
I have pimped my pen... and she is number one, in my stable
Pleasure, is the treasure that the girl sells all day
Pleasure is the reason that she brings daddy his cash
Dedicated the hoe, dedicate for sure
Dripping willows on satin pillows
Love is being checked, from a hoe
Dead presidents still getting their fuck on
I'm so happy because ain't nothing like a lollipop
That gets sucked, all day long
A tangy, little candy drop
I love it when she brings me the pay
Dedicated like everyday... to the sunshine
Yeah my hoe brings me mine
For like she says she does
And I believed her when I accept it
Yeah I got pimp bones in my body
And I rock them, like la-di-da-di




I rock them, mighty hardy, like la-di-da-di
I got pimp bones in my body

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Snoop Dogg’s eponymous song are a combination of different verses from different artists, making it a bit disjointed. However, the overall theme of the song is centered around the lives of artists in the rap industry, with a heavy focus on money, sex, and drugs. The first verse by Kurupt talks about waking up after having sex, getting High on drugs, and then going back home to his girlfriend and newborn child. He is feeling good and reminiscing about the great sex he had. The second verse by Snoop is about his daily routine, where he is all about his money and hoes, with a portrayal of his easygoing character. The third verse by Nate Dogg talks about how he picks up women and then leaves them without any attachments.


The last verse by Big Pimpin’ is about his love for writing and how he uses this skill for his profession. He explains how he treats writing as if it were a woman, calling his pen a β€œshe” and pimping it out to earn his livelihood. He likens his writing process to working with a woman, where he needs to take good care of it so that it will perform for him. Overall, the lyrics of the song are a reflection of the various aspects of the rap industry, from the hedonistic lifestyles of its artists to the hustle and struggle that goes into making a living.


Line by Line Meaning

Woke up one morning out some bomb ass cock
I woke up feeling good from amazing sex


My dick kinda limp so I cruise around the block
My penis is not fully erect so I go for a drive


Call my cousin snoop as I swoop in the coupe
I call my cousin Snoop Dogg as I drive in my two-door car


Stop by my homey dru house to puff on the loop
I visit my friend Dru's house to smoke marijuana


Seen my little homey style who I ain't seen in a while
I see my friend Style who I haven't seen in some time


Damn near gone, floatin on cloud one-nine
Style is extremely high, feeling like he's on cloud nine


Liquor sto', so I grab some mixed gin and juice
I visit a liquor store and purchase a mixed beverage of gin and juice


Got a quarter pound of bud so I'm fucked up two
I have a large amount of marijuana, so I am very high


Seven, eight, nine ten eleven twelve
I count to twelve for no apparent reason


Bailed back in the crib (for what? ) because I'm all-in
I return home and go to bed because I'm very high and tired


Conversated then I dug the hoe out
I had a conversation, then had sex with a woman


I fixed me some food, then go the hell out
I prepared and ate some food, then left


Two a.m. on the dizot, I pause and I stizop
At 2am, I stop and think


I reminisce on that ass that I rizocked
I remember the woman I had sex with earlier


Now I'm high as a kite
I am extremely high


Yeahh, and I'm feelin alright
I am feeling good


Four a.m. as I stoll back to my crib
At 4am, I walk back home


To see what's with my woman and my newborn kid
I go home to check on my partner and new child


With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
I am focused on making and keeping money


We do this everyday about the same time, beyotch!
This is a common occurrence for me


I was at the park one day, that's when I saw her face
I saw a woman at the park one day


She looked kind of cavi to me
She looked high class to me


But when I take her home, and tap that ass I'm gone
But when I have sex with her, I leave afterwards


I'm just a dog don't blame me
I cannot help my actions, it's just who I am


Now do I love them hoes? (hell naw!)
Do I have genuine feelings for these women? No way


And why is that? (because you're snoop doggy dogg!)
Becuase I am Snoop Doggy Dogg


(and you never gave a fuck about a bitch;
I do not care about women


Cause to you, bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks)
I view women as only valuable for sex and manipulation


Ha hah, dee dee dadi dadi dah
I make a noise to show enjoyment


Listen to the sounds from my nigga doggy dogg
Listen to music by Snoop Doggy Dogg


Slidin through the city in the rag six-fo'
I drive through the city in a convertible car


Hoppin like a motherfucker tryin to find a hoe
I am actively looking for a woman to have sex with


Hittin all the spots but I'm comin up blank
I'm not having any luck finding a woman


I'm headed to the liquor store to get myself some drank
I go to a liquor store to buy an alcoholic drink


Parks my ride as i, steps inside, as i
I park my car and then go inside


Puts my nine double-m to my side, as i
I put my gun by my side


Continue with my mission
I keep looking for a woman to have sex with


Pussy is my dish and I'm fishin, wishin
I am searching for women to have sex with


Upon a star, to come up on some ends
I hope to make money


But she caviar, and I let her bet her pussy
The woman is high class, but I sleep with her anyway


So I can get my pimp on
So I can feel like a successful pimp


Cause my pen gets my pimp on from g to ozone
My ability to write and create music makes me feel like a successful pimp


I have pimped my pen, on cold michigan nights
I have written music in cold Michigan nights


And the bitch didn't freeze up on me, when I wanted her to write it
The pen did not stop working when I wanted to write music


I have pimped my pen in the hot california sun
I have written music in the hot California sun


And the bitch didn't drip, smell, or run
The pen did not malfunction or fail me


As she turned the trick pages, from looseleaf to zig-zags
As I wrote music on various mediums


I have pimped my pen and she is number one in my stable
My pen is my most important tool in creating music


For I have yet not got a refill, for her
I haven't had to replace my pen yet


I love her that's why she keeps, performing for me
I love my pen because it continues to be useful for me


Pleasure, is the treasure that the girl sells all day
Women sell their bodies for pleasure


Pleasure is the reason that she brings daddy his cash
Men pay for sex for the pleasure they receive


Dedicated the hoe, dedicate for sure
Women who sell their bodies are dedicated to doing so


Dripping willows on satin pillows
Metaphorical language to describe sexual activity


Love is being checked, from a hoe
The concept of love is non-existent when engaging with prostitutes


Dead presidents still getting their fuck on
People continue to spend money on sex, regardless of it being with deceased historical figures on money


I'm so happy because ain't nothing like a lollipop
I am happy because I enjoy receiving oral sex


That gets sucked, all day long
Receiving oral sex for a prolonged period of time


A tangy, little candy drop
A metaphorical description of receiving oral sex


I love it when she brings me the pay
I enjoy receiving payment for my music


Dedicated like everyday... to the sunshine
Women continue to engage in sex work every day


Yeah my hoe brings me mine
My prostitute gets me money


For like she says she does
As she promises to do so


And I believed her when I accept it
I believe her when she says she will give me money


I got pimp bones in my body
I have a natural ability to be a pimp


And I rock them, like la-di-da-di
I use my skills to my advantage


I rock them, mighty hardy, like la-di-da-di
I use my skills to be a successful pimp


I got pimp bones in my body
I am a natural at being a pimp




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CR

Growing up to this and blasting it on cassette in 97/98 during summer days were truly the last era of the "good old days".

Solomon Kearney

Those was the Last best Prime Years Of Hip-Hop including 2000-2001πŸŽ‰πŸ”₯πŸ’―πŸ™πŸΎ.

ReD RuM

I remember buying this on cassette the day it was released. loved it then and I love it today.

Deelicious Grapes

Yes! I still bump this

Buford 'Mad Dog' Tannen

I bought it on CD!! Cuz I was ballin like that 15 years old spinning pizzas!!

Jason Delves

Yesss, man!! We had it on cd in the mid 90's!! Teenager doing all types of shit..fuck i loved this song..so many memories!! Good times!!!

Lonwabo Mfundisi

Dubbed it from a friend of mine 🀣 too broke at the time.

Felo Jimenez

can someone tell me why people didn't like this album when it came out, cause this is awesome

Clement Bordet

well i loved it when it came out :D

E Baldwin

Felo Jimenez album came out at the wrong time and it was kinda dry... snoop wasn't snoop when this came out. Pac was dead and Suge was in jail. Nobody really knew what was goin on with death Row

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