The Bidness
Hey whats up my nig?
Shit, just chilling, what's happening?
Shit nothing, whatchu up to?
Shit, not too much, hey you ain't seen that nigga Snoop?
Man hell no, I been calling that nigga since Starsky & Hutch
I ain't fin' to call that nigga no more man
Oh like that?
Man f'real man, I ain't buyin that new album either
I'ma download that motherfucker for free
Let that nigga know when I see him man
Shit, there he go right there
Huh?
I don't say much
I don't say Alize, no I don't say Dutch
Keep yo' hands off until I say, okay touch
I never come off tacky, I'm a boss exactly
I'm like the slick suit Snooperfly Versace
Conversation flashy, y'all niggas can't match me
I talk to you slow, so your game can roll
Take advice from a player, don't love her just play her
Boy I never could dare, to pay double the fare
Man I swear to God it's gon' be some trouble in here
Before I pay that bitch, I'm like a bossy hog
Half dog, half gorilla, bitch Donkey Kong
Niggas thirst for hoes, I got a thirst to ball
Trying to knock a pimp's hustle, be the first to fall
Fucking with a-hundred-fifty, whole can of vodka
Mixed with gang-bang, got a program like Poppa (hey hold up man)
I'ma do you a favor, let this pimping save ya
Leave that bitch alone, the homies call her Ms. Behavior
Boy you move too fast, done too much talking
I'm too much walking to one who keep hoes hawking
Don't fuck with Snoop too much cause he goes off when
Niggas mouth too much, so please no flossing
I step up quicker, cause the game don't pause
I gotta stay sucker free, cause it ain't no laws
Dig this y'all
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
That's the bidness man, step my game up up in this mayne
Long hours hard minutes man, with this hustle on splendid mayne
P.A. perfect attendance man
[Snoop Dogg]
Cause I'm a boss
Yeah, real bossy like, and sometimes flossy
And if you fucking with that
{"I I know, I, I I know, I know you gonna dig this"}
I had to tell you the truth homey, but you got mad
Yeah I hurt yo' feelings, FUCK IT, it's too damn bad
I'm a major player, I got major game
I might floss a different bitch, but the pimpin the same
I ain't got time for no haters, I lay 'em flat on they back
I'm from the Dogg Pound homey, I don't fuck with them cats
I fuck with, niggas, who be busting them shots
I'm talking Long Beach, Inglewood, Compton, Watts
Close your chops, I knows your spots
Keep talking nigga I'll expose your knots
You ain't ready for daddy, boy I do this for fun
It's like you versus Kobe balling one on one
You ain't got no chance, you ain't got no fans
I kick the shit out you punk, look momma no hands
I'm not a, holy roller but I pray so hard
Help me, I'm sending these bitch niggas straight to God
Shit I'm too damn grown, conversation is sho't
While your talk is funny, Jack I talk with money
Keep the chain on bling, the rock is sunny
For you smart mouthted bitches I ain't that dummy
("Hell no," he replied)
[Chorus]
("GOD DAMN!")
("Let me tell you something")
[Chorus]
[Snoop Dogg]
That's the bidness, that's the bidness
Aw, that's the bidness, can I get a witness?
Aw, yeah, that's the bidness, aww yeah, say what, yeah
That's the bidness, but can I get a witness?