Tales That Wag the Dog

Lyrics
It takes more than a collar, a leash, or a choker chain to restrain me You tried a muzzle while I already made another thang No shame in my game, speaking but not spoken to Tweakin' off a toke or two That dope's teasingly teasin' Teasin' my nose This dope's pleasingly pleasin' and I'm pleasingly froze All wired up but I'm hangin' I heard bells ringin' If you slingin', this mobile dope dog knows Bow-wow-wow goes the yippee yea yo track And I'm back Storytellin' about the payroll stack That I'm out to get loud about Who cares about the anything whatsoevеr To do or to pursue, fuck it I bark about you, punk, high rollers Cold duckits Yea, I'm spillin' thе beans on the kingpins And drug lords Just say no, my ass, this is a drug war Punk nigga need you ask, do I need? How can you help me fool? Just gimme somthin' I can say you simps Tried to sell me Yea, my mission is to point you out He got it there it goes toss his punk ass in the pen His defense position is irrelevant And all I'll want is the fuckin' evidence So I can come up and bust the high beam tweak So what you got to say for yourself, now? You caught a case and got that look on your face More power to the hooskow hours you fittin' To spend days, weeks, months, years, when will it ever end? Who the hell ever said that crime don't pay? All I did was play a part in a raid and I'm paid in full Save the bullshit for Bandini I can't wait to See you go up in smoke Like I dream of Genie I'll Jack Jack for his Jill Yo, we'll take bribes Jack Shit, let's make a deal Your nuts and bolts were rusted Now you busted, your mama's so disgusted With you and the slap stupid ass Shit you have tendencies to do cause You's a damn fool, nigga I see myself in your shoes sometime But today I do the dope and you do the time What you finna to do with that there pooper scooper stupid? This ain't poop, this is dog shit And a little bit of it will knock an ol' funk Junky to his knees, nigga please, ruff ruff Now dig, fuck the cat, 'cause we smooth We do the dog, like that (Tracy's 3 lines) Now, how's about a fat philly full of that World War II And that ahhhll you can Eat bar-b-que, ruff ruff You make me beg baby, got me moanin' Foamin' at the mouth Peein' 'round your house And ya bark like you don't know it Thought I heard your whistle And I don't blow when my red love shows And my fleas start tickin' Don't like to do my own lickin' This ain't puppy love, I knew that when I Wagged you down 'Cause I went and bought a collar With my last dollar Roll over, I want a titty or two or three, it Doesn't matter to me You look good bitch, makin' my neck itch The smell of your booty is all that and a Milkbone straight off the gravy train So what's your name? They call me 68, cause I'm straight I wanna do you Scobbie-doo-be-doobe-doobee-do But don't be doggin' me out You doggin' me out Bitch You think I'm cute, you wanna cuddle, forget it Fuck a smooch, get on this dick, bullshit Ruff ruff You make me beg baby, got me moanin' Foamin' at the mouth Peein' 'round your house And ya bark like you don't know it Thought I heard your whistle And I don't blow when my red love shows And my fleas start tickin' Don't like to do my own lickin' This ain't puppy love, I knew that when I Wagged you down 'Cause I went and bought a collar With my last dollar Roll over, I want a titty or two or three, it Doesn't matter to me You look good bitch, makin' my neck itch The smell of your booty is all that and a Milkbone straight off the gravy train So what's your name? They call me 68, cause I'm straight I wanna do you Scobbie-doo-be-doobe-doobee-do But don't be doggin' me out That dope's teasingly teasin' Teasin' my nose This dope's pleasingly pleasin' and I'm pleasingly froze All wired up but I'm hangin' I heard bells ringin' If you slingin', this mobile dope dog knows
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Credits
- Writers
- George Clinton
- Derrick Rossen
- Tracey Lewis