With so much drama in the L-B-C
it's kinda hard bein Snoop D-double-G
But I somehow someway
keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day.
And get to mackin' to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
She used to be the homeboy's lady (oh, that bitch)
80 degrees, when I tell that bitch please
Raise up off these N-U-T's, 'cause you gets none of these
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound, feel the breeze
Biatch, I'm just
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back
(With my mind on my money and my money on my mind)