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gigolo - tha dogg pound lyrics

[dat n*gga daz]
yeah! like that? haha
yeah! and it don’t stop, and it won’t stop
yeah! to the beat, baby
biatchhhh!!!

[verse 1: dat n*gga daz]
i come thru wit’ tha humps!
i thump tha sh*t out ya block!
i’m on alert for the cops, be on alert for the cops
spot some hoes, tootin’ my h*rn at the b*tch
[?????????????]
15’s humpin’, drop the tops and mo’
countin’ my dough, purchase 250 of some bomb indo
floss thru south central, i’m on my way to the eastside
we high, blazin’ like crazy, and we arrived
feelin’ good as f*ck on hot*azz day
and there’s some blu jam right around the way
n*ggas got hoes, but ladies in the world
they wanna play with our minds like little girls
i twirl my fingers in the air, run my fingers through my hair
red bones to black bones, dark bones to rеd bones
skinny girls come a dime a dozеn
but i play hoes like [???] ’cause i get pretty
it’s all about game!
’cause with no game, it’s hard to maintain for so long, mane
from long beach, california, from [?] to oklahoma
to [?], new orleans, from mississippi [???]
hold the key to unlock the do’!
from long pros to [?] to gold bangs
we ridin’ fo’ sho
[hook: dat n*gga daz & (kurupt)]
so tell me, how much money can one playa make?
and how much ass can one n*gga break?
we just some gigolos! (you know, you know)
to the heart, we just gigolos (you know, you know)

[verse 2: kurupt]
i was off in vallejo, pealin’ hoes like idaho potatoes
what am i to do when life as a g
bein’ from where i be — d.p.g
it’s magnifico, ran into this pretty*ass skirt
mexico and puerto rico, mixed with a sprinkle of black (black!)
that’s why i’mma approach her like that (wassup, girl?)
and let her know where i ride and reside at
my zone! the place that i call home
(where?) it’s the world — from philadelphia to rome
picture me, a entrepreneur wit’ my n*gga d*a
rockin’ tours and we still young

[bridge: kurupt]
we got b*tchez — they got some bomb*azz lips
she used to put ’em on this bomb*azz d*ck
she always talk some bomb*azz sh*t
she used to blow some bomb*azz d*ck

[verse 3: dat n*gga daz]
we f*cked up, lovin’ the whole atmosphere
young daz and kurupt in here drinkin’ remy, coke and beer
stare to the left — met a rat named cherrelle
stare to the right — mmm.. met a rat named mich*lle
laid in the cut, hoes grabbin’ ass and shakin’ they rump
b*tches do what they feel, and do what they want
the party is in motion, drinkin’ my ackrite potion
ladies is coastin’, fellas on the wall
for all my n*ggas and my b*tchez and my b*tchez
throw yo’ m*th*f*ckin’ hands in the air!
because if you f*ck, and if we f*ck, we all finna f*ck in here!
it’s goin’ down to the drop, every woman around — don’t stop!
do what you be doin’, and every woman in the town
i break it down — shake your rump, do dat sh*t!
keep on what you doin’ ’cause baby, do dat sh*t!
i admit ya h*lluva, et cetera, et cetera
the more sh*t you be blowin’, the more you gets better*ah
[bridge: kurupt]
we got b*tchez — they got some bomb*azz lips
she used to put ’em on this bomb*azz d*ck
she always talk some bomb*azz sh*t
she used to blow some bomb*azz d*ck

[verse 4: kurupt]
rub*a*dub*dub, three different freaks in one club
playin’ wit’ my d*ck because they think it’s scary
and all they like to eat is p*ssy
so suspect it, it’s time to inspect like a detective
but i’mma keep it simple and plain
i’mma do what i’mma do, unexplained
i don’t trust ya, i ain’t got no love
it’s like smokin’ a half and it got no buzz
i put the pedal to the metal, and put the pit in the kennel
and put a classic rhyme to a classic instrumental
i seen eyes, that capture my mind like chain b*lls
i seen her, she said her name was alima
well, a*yooo! i be kurupt from tha d*o*double*g p*o*u*n*d
i know you remember me, from my days of ?twip?
and the life i live in this town, sh*t!

[hook: dat n*gga daz & (kurupt)]
now, how much money can one n*gga make?
and how much ass can one playa break?
we just some gigolos!
’til we die, we stay gigolos!
yeah! how much money can one n*gga make?
and how much ass can one playa break?
we just some gigolos!
straight up! we just gigolos!

- tha dogg pound lyrics

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