Boom Yeah Fuck formalities, brand new strategy A nigga booked everywhere, but here is where I'd rather be Baggin' up my sanity, purple strain, vanity Another casualty, bad bitch under my canopy I know you new to this, baby, but understandably I'm true to this Ludacris, so tell me what's your fantasy The panderin', slanderin', none of that shit damage me The man you see is nothin' compared to the man I plan to be Uh, yeah, nigga, look at Daddy Warbucks Huh, I prolly had your auntie on my tour bus Multi-Platinum gangsta shit Who did it before us? Just another motherfuckin' California gold rush Blue strip, red light district with my toes up Better late than never, just be glad a nigga showed up Wheels spinnin' in the intersection doin' donuts Waitin' for me to fall off, get your motherfuckin' hopes up Bitch, please I know you want it Here come your moment Just get up on and ride, ride, ride I know you want it, I can't control it I'm tryna do this every night, night, night Bitches watchin', niggas hatin' Havin' broke-ass conversations I been rollin', I been smokin' Doc prescribe that medication In the book of niggalations Thou shalt not fuck with my paper If I find out your location It's gon' be a sticky situation Shit, yeah Bitch, you tryna throw somethin', show somethin', roll somethin' These bitches tryna pour somethin' Shit, I'm tryna smoke somethin' Warning, the surgeon general of Compton California has now determined that the sounds You are about to hear may be devastating to your ears Uh, what goes around comes around It's the big bad wolf back to blow your house down Huffin' and puffin', I'm smokin' somethin' Warren now If you sniffin', hit somethin' different, it's for the bloodhounds Uh, know it's a lot to ingest Let me let you catch your breath, a nigga 'bout to two-step With this devil in the blue dress Your flight leaves at 8, her flight lands at 9 My gang just rewinds, who's next? They call my shit the Playboy mansion And I'm Snoop Heff, snow bunnies with loose necks Yeah, nigga, blew a few checks, livin' with no regrets This is what I do best Evidently, it's exactly what it's meant to be The crime of the century Niggas should know by now You can't get rid of me I'm the epitome Moppin' of top tiers Ain't showin' no sympathy Ooh, ooh They say them hard lives (They say them hard lives) Too real too often (Too real too often) Fuck that, guess what Bitch, it's not that difficult (Nigga, what?) Ooh (Haha) What guilty conscience? (What guilty conscience?) I'ma win regardless (I'ma win regardless) Fuck that, guess what Bitch, it's not that difficult Bitch, it's not that difficult Bitch, it's not that difficult