Hey Y'all歌词

作曲 : Broadus, Hale, Jeffers ...
Yea Yea, Yea Yea Evie Eve Evie eve Evie eve

And you know, And you know you better know
I keep some chuck's on my feet khakis on my legs
Trunk full of funk ni**a while im breaking bread
Sliding through your system banging
Bobbing heads
Doing mines and I don't care what other
Niggaz saying
They can pop it, but they can't stop it
Boy I'm getting mine
Selling clothes up in this b**ch like Calvin Klein
Getting cuties to shake they booty
At the same time
I'd be damned If I go back to jail
For the same crime
I'm to slick to get caught up in this dirty game
I'm a scollar that make dollaz off the birdy game
Crip hoping I got it popping on the Blvd
Man I ain't f**king with chevy's I got
My own car
D-O Double you don't wanna rumble
Why you testing me
Oh I know, you must be gone off them extacy
Bad habits you better kick it before it get you loc
And try to get yourself hooked
On this chronic smoke
Fo' sho,
Hey Y'all, doggs from East to West Coast

All my doggs we could smoke
We 'bout to take some bank roll
Everywhere that I go, man I see the same hoes

I know they already know
Yea we like it real raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg
(uh-huh)These niggas got you head nodding
And this chick got the drums
From your ears throbbing
Known to do it, baby bubblin
Do 'chu dare stop it
Love when b**ches hate you
Hear the song pimps
Ain't nothing to me
Got my ni**a Snoop he been down

As for my ni**a Nate, sh*t he was in town
Created heat so you can bang it
Crank it nice and loud
Can't block me out I'm popping up Evie Eve
I'm upon your tv
Ain't never stuck up off the freezyness
Same b**ch, same pitch nothing rediculous

Want this brown girl I see you thug lick your lips
Gotta have that bombshell

Damn girl I need you for me
Keep love on the both sides, we in the church
On these niggas getting smoke ties
Dominoe playing
Up here praying that they legalize
But f**k it still choke top
Down
Baby blowing smoke in the sky, come on
Hey Y'all, doggs from East to West Coast

All my doggs we could smoke
We 'bout to take some bank roll

Everywhere that I go

Man I see the same hoes

I know they already know, yea we like it real raw

Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg
Now when you see me acting up in the club
(it ain't nothin)
Uh six fall up on dub's (it ain't nothin)
Huh breaking up blueberry buds (it ain't nothing)
And every hood showing nothing but love
(it ain't nothing)
Taste buds ain't the same
For the simple brain
Should of never let me learn what millions really mean
Yea I'm a simple girl
But really don't want simple things
Keep real doggs close, hate cats with simple brains
Not ready for the collision, stay up in your lane
East coast, West coast, you still don't f**kin think
Dedicate to you baby, keep your gangsta lean
You gots to be my queen, cause I'm the Bigg king
The one with the Bigg house with the Bigg things
Sista Eve, you blessed the whole scene
You're the queen of the team
With cream, you're so supreme
A blessin in the skies, open up your eyes
Me and you together sh*t, we gone collect the vibes
Exercise, and go where we wanna go, stay fly
Sho' and original, turn up your stereo
Cause here we go, here we go
Hey Y'all, doggs from East to West Coast

All my doggs we could smoke

We 'bout to take some bank roll

Everywhere that I go, man I see the same hoes

I know they already know

Yea we like it real raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg