Letra de I Can’t Swim - Snoop Dogg

I am Sir Dogg

D-P-G funk

And I hate water, I never learned to swim

AAAAH! PUT ME DOWN!!!!

LET GO MY LEG!!!

I HATE WATER!!!! I CAN'T SWIM!!!!

AAAAH!!!!!

No matter where I go, you got ya eyes on me

And everybody sittin' around waitin' on me

Show us how you do it, Uncle Snoopy

So fluid wit' ya technique, y'all niggas gon' respect me

Man, I been doin' dis' shit before I even learned how to crawl though

Gettin' interviewed by mothafuckas like Geraldo

And niggas wanna know if I smoke Newports or Marlboros? (What?)

Man, I'm fuckin' wit' dat real shit, nigga, can ya feel this

I make dat shit for the realest of millions

While I'm wheelin' and dealin', and feelin' the feelin'

Hmm, and oh what a relief it is

That Snoop is back in dis mothafucka handlin' his biz

Takin' care of his kids and makin' hits, oh shit, there it is again

You never know if your career might flop-flop, fizz-fizz

So, stay on your toes

And keep a pair of Girbauds, and keep a set of new hoes and—

Stay afloat in a tidy boat (Uh)

Fuck these niggas, and peep out whitey roll, somebody told?

Well, somebody gettin' rolled on

And that's usually how the scenario rolls on

Baby girl said she wanna keep her clothes on (Oh no she didn't)

She either fuck, or gettin' stole on, or gotta stroll home (Bitch, get up)

Rule number one, keep your hand on your gun

And don't (Don't) trust (Trust) anyone (Anyone)

(…one-one-one-one)

Ohh, you can't trust nobody, baby

You can't even trust your own Mama!

This is Snoopy Collins, trust no one

Especially a bitch

Or even a bitch-ass nigga

Yo Ha!!!!

T-R-U-S-T in me

I'm sexy with my pussy

The homies in the hood call me Lil' Bo Peep

And you da type of nigga I been dyin' to meet

So Snoopy, what you tryna do?

Now hold on lil' mama, ain't no need for me to even be trying to lie to you

Now what I'm tryin' to do, and what I'm gon' do, is hit this bud

I got a wife at home, bitch, I ain't lookin' for love

You might got kids for cuzz, or down wit' blood

Pushin' them dubs, look here, cuh

Lemme tell you how it's gon' be

If I was broke, loc, these bitches wouldn't want me

I'm tellin' you the good-God truth, you want proof?

Ask them hoes over there, y'all wanna fuck Snoop? (Yeah!)

But take the money and the game away, the fame away

I bet they won't say the same that day

But it's okay, 'cause I don't trip

'Cause "bitches ain't shit, but hoes and tricks"

I thought I told ya, bitch, I'm a soldier

Eastside, Long Beach, gang-bang roller from the solar

'Cause this is, is it? Can ya dig it? (I can dig it!)

Jelly Roll pulled a rabbit out his hat

I pull a strap out my mothafuckin' backpack (Aaah!), 'cause I know it's like dat

I'm in a meetin' wit' these white folks talkin' bread

They want a contract on a nigga till' I'm dead

If I don't sign they gon' turn me over to the feds

They struck me out, now I'm pinch-hittin' for the Reds

But I'm a Dodger blue, so I gotta keep it true

I got a home-run, nigga, we're on one

I'm realizin', justizin', visualizin'

Rip-ridin', putting mines in

Takin' this game to the next level

Trustin' no one, especially them red devils

Keep ya head level, hand on my gidder

Stay on the ridder, pimpin' ain't easy

But it's a whole lot of fidder

And like I told you from the get-go, don't trust no one

No one, no one (What?)

And like I told you from the getti, don't trust no one

OH NO!!!

YOU DID IT AGAIN!!!! PUT ME DOWN!!!!

I HATE WATER!!!!

I CAN'T SWIM!!!! I NEVER LEARNED TO SWIM!!!!

I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU!!!!

I PUT ALL OF MY TRUST IN YOU!!!!

AND YOU TOOK ME TO THE WATER!!!!

OH NO!!!!

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