Cali 2 Canada Lyrics Snoop Dogg
The party is jumpin’, the place is packed
LBC ***, we back
About to drop somethin’, about to turf
The turf ’bout the surf, now what is it worth?
Well, I’m the W-A-double-R-E-N-G
And I’m the S-N-double-O until the P-D-O-G
Celebrate it, elevate it
It’s me and my dog, you know I regulate it
Strobe lights, low-lifes, highlights (Highlights)
2-10, all in my life
Grind slow, blindfold, eyesight (Eyesight)
Roam in the zone like Twilight
*** that, trust that big G-Dub
You can get sat down, or you can get beat up
Ain’t no thang, let me know when we can meet up
Say the wrong thang and you’r_ leavin’ with your feet up
I’d rather dance than tak_ me a chance (Hey)
Lil’ mama right there just shakin’ her pants
Take a couple flicks, shake a few hands
These niggas keep singin’ like makin’ a band
For instance, my interests, we makin’ it grand
Snoop and Warren, we tourin’ again, soarin’ again
Flyin’ to the highest of heights
A lot of *** wanna try to live this life
But they can’t, and they won’t
You say you do?, I say you don’t, ***
Kick back and just enjoy the ride
This *** here’s for the East Side
We slidin’ to a brand new demographic
Handcrafted, the owner’s a stoner while y’all waitin’ to be drafted
Lasted this song, cause I mastered my own
Classic six deuce ragged with the chrome
And it’s on (And it’s on)
And it’s on (And it’s on)
4-4 Desert Eagle, to your motherfuckin’ dome
And it’s on (And it’s on)
And it’s on (And it’s on)
Let me see if I can get y’all to sing this song
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na
Hey-hey-hey, Snoop Dogg
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na
Hey-hey-hey, Snoop Dogg
Warren G, g’d up (G’d up)
*** that, blaze the *** up
Warren G, g’d up (G’d up)
*** that, blaze the *** up
This DJ, this DJ, this DJ Warren G
This DJ, this DJ, this DJ Warren G
This DJ, this DJ, this DJ Warren G
The party is jumpin’, the place is packed
LBC ***, we back
About to drop somethin’, about to turf
The turf ’bout the surf, now what is it worth?
Well, I’m the W-A-double-R-E-N-G
And I’m the S-N-double-O until the D-O-G
Celebrate it, elevate it
It’s me and my dog, you know I regulate it
Dr. Evo (Bangin’)
(That *** slaps) And there you have it
We back at it (The frequency is back)
Death Row (West Coast)
G-Funk, ugh nasty (Yes, yes y’all)
Like battery acid (Hahaha)
And we out