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    "May I" Lyrics

    Snoop Dogg

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    Now... who got the beat that makes ya bump?
    And who got the bump that ya thump?
    Well, I got the funk that makes ya bump
    So we gon funk this motherfucker right on up
    Well here's a toast to the boogie while I step on in
    So put your lighters in the air and let the smoke kick in
    I got the motion, the potion
    and once ?? hit the groove everything is in motion
    We coastin through the neighborhood and lookin around
    And all of my homies on lock down, we keep it underground
    Man, I done foudn the only way to put mine down is to dip, skip with the homies from the Dogg Pound
    Sup, Bow-Wow, how my nigga feelin?
    Oh, I'm on the money mission to get a pocket full of millions
    Like Sicilians, we do it mafioso
    Doggy style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the logo
    I do it by my lonely cause I'm true to the code
    Plus I die with the homies cause that's all I really know
    Who started with me, who departed with me
    Through thick and thin we heartless-ass G's
    Regardless, let's see with biphocles, let's try the locals
    And y'all wonder why they despise my vocals
    I fooled you like crystals, rap spittin like lips do
    When I dismiss you, me and my click, fool

    May I (may... I), may I funk with you?
    (repeat x4)

    To be a high rolla, you need a pistola
    And about a half a key of some Coca Cola
    Now that I got older, I got a little colder
    And I don't trip to get a chip off my nigga's shoulder
    Million dreams of a gangsta, being like Cagney
    A bowlie for Snoop Doggy
    Ain't no follow-up, man, I'm a general, so when I put it down I gots to be so orignal
    I'm quick to bust, just like Daz Dillinger
    But that's the little homie, I'm the big homie, Snoop Don Corleone
    Spit three words up in lightning
    As long as I'm bouncin with this I know you like it
    Fo' sho tho, you can't take my fo-do'
    I'm layin around in the DPG in a grey photo
    Get pushed around downtown in the back of a car
    The Double R from the Durwood store


    Well in verse three, the worst see?
    After part two, know when I stop the clock there be a heart, too
    And just the two of us, gonna show you how we do,
    I thought you knew we bust
    I demolish, stay polished, no time to rust
    No dividing, multiplying cause it's never too much, like Luthor
    Cause ya see ain't no loser
    that can get the scoop on the supa-dupa Snoop
    I refuse the tactics, you ain't used to drastics
    I choose to mash like Land Cruisers
    You know I isn't the bomb digga-dee, bomb-beeze
    They can't get with the D-O double G
    You no MC slash master of ceramonies
    Runnin thangs, pullin strings callin Snoop pesky
    Lesson, blessin', stressin' manifest me
    Don't wanna test me, I'm guaranteed to let it rest, see?

    Chorus x3

    May I?
    This song was submitted on October 23rd, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to samo231 for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Calvin Broadus.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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