Lyrics: SNOOP DOGG "I CAN'T SWIM" (0/1)

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I Can't Swim

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I Can't Swim

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I am Sir Dogg, DPG, fuck and I hate water

(Alien)

I never learned to swim

I am Sir Dogg, DPG fuck... and I hate water.

Aah, put me down, let go of my leg

I never learned to swim....

I hate water, I can't swim, aah

AAAAH! PUT ME DOWN!!!! Let go of my leg!!!

I HATE WATER!!!! I CAN'T SWIM!!!! AAAAH!!!!!

Now matter where I go, you got'cha eyes on me

And everybody sittin' around, waitin' on me

(Snoop)

Show us how you do it, Uncle Snoopy

Now matter where I go, you got'cha eyes on me,

So fluid wit' your technique, y'all niggaz gon' respect me

And everybody sittin' around waitin' on me,

Show us how you do it Uncle Snoopy,

Man, I been doin' dis' shit before I even learned how to crawl, though

So fluid wit' your technique, y'all niggaz gon' respect me,

Gettin' interviewed by mothafuckaz like Geraldo

Man, I been doin' dis' shit before I even learned how to crawl though,

Gettin' interviewed by mothafuckaz like Geraldo,

And niggaz wanna know if I smoke Newports or Marlboros?

Man, I'm fuckin' wit' dat real shit, nigga can you feel dis'?

I make dat shit for the realest of millions,

I make dat shit for the realest of millions

While I'm wheelin' and dealin' and feelin the feelin',

While I'm wheelin' and dealin' and feelin the feelin'

Hmm... and oh what a relief it is,

Hmm and oh, what a relief it is

That Snoop is back in dis mothafucka handlin' his biz,

That Snoop is back in dis, mothafucka handlin' his biz

Takin' care of his kids and makin' hits, oh shit,

Takin' care of his kids and makin' hits, oh, shit

There it is again, you never know if your career might flop, fizz

So, stay on your toes and keep a pair wit'cha foes

So, stay on your toes and keep a pair wit'cha foes,

And keep a set of new hoes and floatin' and tie da bow

And keep a set of new hoes and floatin' and tie da bow,

Fuck these niggaz and peep out Whitey Ro (?),

Fuck these niggaz and peep out Whitey Ro

Somebody told? Well then, somebody gettin' rolled on,

Somebody told? Well then, somebody gettin' rolled on

And that's usually how the scenario rolls on,

And that's usually how the scenario rolls on

Baby girl said she wanna keep her clothes on,

Baby girl said she wanna keep her clothes on

She either fuckin' gettin' stole on or gotta stroll home,

Well number one, keep your hand on your gun,

She either fuckin', gettin' stole on or gotta stroll home

And don't (don't) trust (trust) anyone (anyone, one, one.....)

Well number one, keep your hand on your gun

And don't trust anyone, ohh, you can't trust nobody, baby

Ohh... you can't trust nobody baby.... you can't even trust your own Mama!!!

This is Snoopy Collins.... trust no one.... especially a bitch....

You can't even trust your own Mama

Or even a bitch-ass nigga.... Yo Ha!!!!

This is Snoopy Collins, trust no one, especially a bitch

Or even a bitch ass, nigga, yo, ha

T-R-U-S-T in me, I'm sexy but I'm pussy,

The homies in the hood call me Lil' Bo Peep,

T R U S T in me, I'm sexy but I'm pussy

And you da type a nigga I been dyin' ta meet,

The homies in the hood call me Lil' Bo Peep

And you da type a nigga, I been dyin' ta meet

So Snoopy, what'chu tryin' to do?

Now hold on lil' mama, ain't no reason for me to lie to you,

Now hold on lil' mama, ain't no reason for me to lie to you

Now what I'm tryin' to do, and what I'm gon' do,

Now what I'm tryin' to do and what I'm gon' do

Is hit this bud, I got a wife at home,

Is hit this bud, I got a wife at home

Bitch I ain't lookin' for none, you might got kids for cuz, or down wit' bud

Bitch, I ain't lookin' for none

Pushin' them dubs, look here cuz,

You might got kids for 'cuz or down wit' bud

Pushin' them dubs, look here 'cuz

Lemme tell you how it's gon' be

If I was broke loc, these bitches wouldn't want me

I'm tellin' you the good God truth, you want proof?

I'm tellin' you the good-god truth, you want proof?

Ask them hoes over there, "Y'all wanna fuck Snoop?" (yeah!)

Ask them hoes over there, "Y'all wanna fuck, Snoop?"

We'll take the money and the game away,

We'll take the money and the game away

I bet they won't say the same that day,

I bet they won't say the same that day

But it's okay, cuz I don't trip,

But it's okay 'cuz I don't trip

Cuz "Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks",

I thought I told you, bitch I'm a soulja,

'Cuz, "Bitches, ain't shit but hoes and tricks"

East side, long beach, gang-bang roller,

I thought I told you, bitch, I'm a soulja

From the solar, cuz this, is it,

East side, long beach, gang bang roller

Can ya dig it? (I can dig it!!!)

From the solar 'cuz this is it

Jelly Roll pulled a rabbit out his hat,

Can ya dig it? I can dig it

I pull a strap out my mothafuckin' back (Aaah!), cuz I know it's like dat,

I'm in a meetin' wit' these white folks talkin' bread,

Jelly Roll, pulled a rabbit out his hat

They want a contract on a nigga till' I'm dead,

I pull a strap out my mothafuckin' back, aah, 'cuz I know it's like dat

If I don't sign they gon' turn me over to the feds,

I'm in a meetin' wit' these white folks talkin' bread

They struck me out, now I'm pinch-hittin' for the Reds,

They want a contract on a nigga till' I'm dead

But I'm a Dodger blue, so I gotta keep it true,

I gotta home-run, nigga we long gone,

If I don't sign they gon' turn me over to the feds

I'm realizin', justizin', visualizin',

They struck me out, now I'm pinch hittin' for the Reds

Rip-ridin', put mines in,

But I'm a Dodger Blue, so I gotta keep it true

Takin' this game to the next level,

I gotta home run, nigga we long gone

Trustin' no one, especially them Red Devils,

Keep ya head level, hand on my get-up,

I'm realizin', justizin', visualizin'

Stay on the red-up, pimpin' ain't easy, but there's a whole lot of fed-up,

Rip ridin', put mines in

And like I told you from the get-go, don't trust no one (no one, no one),

Takin' this game to the next level

And like I told you from the getti, don't trust no one...

Trustin' no one, especially them Red Devils

(Alien)

Keep ya head level, hand on my get up

OH NO!!! YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!! PUT ME DOWN!!!!

Stay on the red up, pimpin' ain't easy

I HATE WATER, I CAN'T SWIM!!!! I NEVER LEARNED TO SWIM!!!!

But there's a whole lot of fed up

I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU!!!! I PUT ALL OF MY TRUST IN YOU!!!!

And like I told you from the get go

AND YOU TOOK ME TO THE WATER..... OH NO!!!!

Don't trust no one, like I told you from the getti, don't trust no one

Oh, no, you did it again, put me down

I hate water, I can't swim, I never learned to swim

I shouldn't have trusted you, I put all of my trust in you

And you took me to the water, oh , no

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