Snoop Dogg - Doin' Too Much Lyrics
[snoop dogg]*inhales*Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo quik check this out dogYou know motha*****ers be doin way way too motha*****in muchYou know? thats realJust like baby right here, she doin too muchNow if that nigga next to you got a rented carAnd he actin like its his but you know its notSay he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too muchAnd if that stuck-up ***** got the bar posted-upShe actin like that hairs hers but you know whats upSay she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too muchI gave my kinfolk the keys to my suburbI told em hit the side and slide and get the herbBut guess whos callin, pipedream pattyMade that nigga park my whoride beside the alleyForget about that nigga though (***** that nigga)***** that nigga yoBut I cant forget about him cuz he taught me everything I knowOh no joe, walkin down the wrong laneTootin on that cocaine, *****in wit that wrong thangNiggas like that (what), get things like they want it (damn)Then fake the funk, doggonnitNow loc, look at this predicamentYou smoked out and cant be trusted, I cant kick it witNiggas like you, used to be in my crewGoddamn, they dont make niggas like they used toI remember marley marl and the juice crewThats probably why I keep a tight grip on my deuce-deuceNow if youre doin for your family and you cant stand itCuz you know these motha*****ers tryin take advantageSay they doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too muchAnd if your kinfolk broke and he smoke dopeAnd he need to catch a motha*****in different strokeSay he doin too much, yeah joey you doin too muchWe parlay, parlay everyday dpg styleWe might throw a pool party every once in a whileNow in fact we gon do one this weekendLets see how many hoes me and my nigga rose can weed inI believe in, sharin the *****Also, I believe in comparin the *****Look, dont knock a nigga like me (why? )Cuz she love the way I just beat up the *****Not just knee deep, she was totally deepWhen she went down on meShe blew a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks offOoh wee, baby yous a freakPut my homey up on game like a gangstaBut my homey fell in love and he banked herAint that a trip? now we in a twistBack in the county wit the red ribbon on his wristNow when a nigga hit his girl and she dont hit backAnd he get his third strike wit no get backSay he doin too much, yeah homey you doin too muchAnd when the homey in the pen, doin a sinAnd his girlfriend *****in wit his best friendSay she doin too much, hell yeah she doin too muchIm livin up in the hills, wine sippin wit millsIm havin major type of paper, I aint trippin off bills (still)Show me some respect and accept my coolnessAnd dont mistake my kindness to mean Im foolishUse this as a warning, cuz Im startinTo figure its some niggas think Im soft as charminPardon me, cuz I aint mad when you get bentBut I hate when fools mistake me for u.s. ? spray?Friends and family, gettin after me like repoEat, smoke, choke then want me to throw em a c-noteYou doin too much when you clutchin on my touch-toneCallin strays over nigga leadin months goneConversate for fo hours, wastin mo powerAnd only get to hit a cold showerYou fakin like youre makin more moves than simpsonBut frontin, pushin buttons, doin nuttin but sinAnd when a nigga on yo phone, runnin up yo billTryin to tell some hoodrat ***** how he feelYou know he doin too much, yeah nigga you doin too muchAnd when your baby momma cryin bout she need some milkAnd you heard some other nigga did been at her tiltYou know she doin too much, yeah baby you doin too muchThats real
