Doggy's Angels - Baby If You're Ready lyrics

1 - Baby if you're ready I can give you what you looking for I guarantee once you stay with me You'll want no more And baby, if you want it You can get it once we close the door, oh You know it's something 'bout rolling wit' a G like you Khaki's, french braids wrapped up, all keepin' it true In the G-yes when you see us We won't dub any BS that wanna see us, get dommed up A-team's on the hang like you bang for years Main b**h and I ain't switch, bring 'em to tears High pitch, like Eddie Kendricks when you hit an appendix His and her's semi's regulate the problems we finish Taught me how to grind, separate my nickles from dubs G wit' it when you winning, so I'm showing you love Had to check a broad yesterday for grilling you down Shut it down quick cuz me still wanna see these rounds Any beef you got, trust we gon' eat it together Hold it down in the hood while I get this chedder Whether it's all grits or gravey, are we ready to tangle It's all G-heavenly, so you labeling me your angel Repeat 1 You know you chose the best when you singled me out I got these cats at close range, I'm contagious to these lames We broke game, it's time to k** game, I feel your pain They wanna stretch you for some change Never worry boo, I'm not gon' change It's gon' still feel the same Besides you said you done with with them games It ain't no love loss I hollar that you know you're in, let's lead a new cause Boss b**h, and I can put that on the cross I'mma bang for you, and we gon' pull through So when I release you from them balls We gon' look up at the stars, notice those stars They moving inside us, to get us it's gotta meant war And as for them broads, you know the rules It ain't a chicken alive that can walk in my shoes I payed dues, they see the Bentley pull up, brand new What the f**, they better get on the bus Remember the dreams about the house up on the hill Spinning the bottle, quarter mill', want a meal Repeat 1 I got a fettish for thugs, rugged with mean mugs When he lonely, he phone me to please 'em Jeans saggin', buy size 12, like all damn As he unclothed my mind froze, like oh man Underestimated, but for one, she's just a faded Call it how I see it, shoot the game, I'm tryin' to play it (So into you and your Davison House shoes) To flip a yay and choppin' bricks (It figures beyond six) And he not incarcerated, departed and used to hate He couldn't wait 'till you hit the gates to get activists ready Your type is what I'm diggin', gossip heard obsolete Plans occurred on the sneak, swing surperb and unique Keep your pimpin' in tight, addicted like all night Like eight inches, six pack, dig that, it's alright Dead G over at ??? burn like opium He's a straight trophy, and grip tight, I'm holding on Repeat 1 [Snoop Dogg] Here's another one, yeah Doggy's Angels And this is a Dog House production My dogs Battlecat Yeah It's how we do it, ya'll Woof Ha ha Bow wow, bow wow, bow wow