Joy Lyrics by Snoop Dogg
My world is cold, my friends are few (Friends are few)
Good morning
Without you here, my joy seems cruel
Yeah
Magnum opus, ***, we the elite
She ain’t a freak, but she do it for me, gang
Took the crumbs and I made me a feast
You want a piece? ***, bon appétit
Time to *** up the streets
Blowing big Mr. *** The Police
Dead presidents, forgot to impeach, gang
Snatch crumbs out the mouth of the beast
Here’s a piece all my niggas eat
Time to *** up the streets
They wanna stick me for my paper, no Biggie
Death Row ’94, I brought the hammer wit’ me
This rap *** done went soft on niggas
You know the rest, LAX, take off on niggas
I’m talking lolos, a couple of cholos, la vida loco
Facts in a chokehold hey Siri, we need some more hoes
I know you hear me, in your theory, we gon’ poke holes
Two middle fingers in the air, yeah, that’s the logo
Come have a seat wit’ us, keep discreet figures
Road to the riches *** at the Staples Center hitting switches
Celebrate my *** Kobe like JFK
And turn this *** into a *** Billie Holiday
No more TED Talk let the bread talk
OG loud, ***, Kid Rock, city in a headlock
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip Gin and Juice when we thirsty
Yeah, you on the clock tick-tock, ***, kick rocks
With the position you’re in, I’d be *** off
My clip cough 3-2-1, lift off
She paid for the ass, I wonder how much the lips cost
I bet a blank check will dry up all them tears
Black Moses give me my roses while I’m here wit’ ya
They say an artist paint ’til ain’t nothing left
That’s what the *** I call a brush wit’ death
What you expect, cuh?
Magnum opus, ***, we the elite
She ain’t a freak, but she do it for me, gang
Took the crumbs and I made me a feast
You want a piece? ***, bon appétit
Time to *** up the streets
Blowing big Mr. *** The Police
Dead presidents, forgot to impeach, gang
Snatch crumbs out the mouth of the beast
Here’s a piece all my niggas eat
Time to *** up the streets
My world is cold, my friends are few (Friends are few)
Without you here, my joy seems cruel (Joy seems cruel)
My world is cold, my friends are few (Friends are few)
Without you here, my joy seems cruel (Joy seems cruel)
When you left, you took part of me
What can I do?