After Hours

Tha Dogg Pound & Snoop Dogg & DaBaby & Butch Cassidy - Rap
After Hours
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Duration: 4:42
Lyrics
[Verse 1: DaBaby] Yeah I told Snoop give me some West Coast shit, yeah Thug life, I'm on that Death Row shit (Come on) Can walk a mile in my shoe, that won't fit (Nigga) Cruisin' around with my lil' ghetto bitch (Shoo) They know what time it is, I act like I ain't have it Put everything back in my hustle, I ran it up and got my mom a crib (Yeah) Put everybody I know in position (Yeah) Some of them niggas took the game and milked it, some of them took they shot and missed it (It's all good) It's all good, nigga, don't trip, homie When you see me get back on my grind, just get on yours, don't act like a bitch, homie She super thick, she got a housе made out of bricks on her I got the stick, I bе done popped it out and hit on her (Popped it out and hit) I'm the one made it out my city, but please don't call me big homie (Yeah) That get niggas killed 'round here, and I got money to spend on it Like what's the tab on it? I put somethin' on lil shorty mind 'fore I put a bag on it It's Baby, nigga, I'm way too player [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] Ran down on him, put the plan on him DPGC, that's my homies Regulate it, put a twist on it (West Coast) I don't really gamble, but I bet a whole bitch on it (Bet) Y'all been hangin' out tough in the trench, homie You thought he was your homie and he snitched on you It's a shame how they fold like whole cuts Not me and mine, we in prime when we roll up (Yes, sir) Hold up, the front door, Dogg comin' in (What up?) We about a hundred deep, real G's, C's and B's (Whoop, whoop) Nigga, we don't have enemies (Nope) We don't do that, I can show you how to do that Who that? We that, you knew that already Like Scotty in the party, make your body rock steady Out to get the fetti, see, I ain't on that Tom Petty Daz and Kurupt, you motherfuckers ready? [Verse 3: Kurupt] Hell yeah, we ready to go (Ready to go) I got a couple bitches with me and a couple of hoes All I know about is these switches and bitches Bouncin' over the ditches like fuck these niggas I'm drip, your bitch eats my Chick-O Stick I'll tell you what I learned about a bitch (What?) Don't trust her, don't invite her Don't love her, barely like her Don't give her too much time 'Cause time is appreciated by the right one And with her, she'll never appreciate it She's a bitch [Verse 4: Daz Dillinger] Exactly, that's what I'm sayin' I done seen this shit before, I can't imagine, yeah, I can For the way she got away with it with cash in my hand (What?) With a different meanin', leanin', screamin' crazy lies (Crazy lies) You know the motto, fuck you, pay me now (Pay me now) A crazy loony, and the same go cuckoo They wanna do what we do, they yellin' out, "Me too" DaBaby, Snoop and Daz and Kurupt on four-wheelers (Skrrt) Knockin' a bitch, see, ain't no stoppin' no niggas Zoom, zoom, zoom, you hear the tires and the screechin' More money, more freakin', this a hellafied weekend You can't see us now, you don't see what you see 'Cause you're blind, bitch, obviously [Bridge: DJ Battlecat & Tha Dogg Pound] You can't see us now (Now) 'Cause you don't know what you see (You see) You can't see, you're blind (Blind) Fuck what you see, don't believe it (Don't believe it) You can't see us now (Now) You don't know what you're seein' (You see) You can't see, you're blind (Blind) Fuck what you see, don't believe it (Don't believe it) I don't believe it [Verse 4: Butch Cassidy] Bitch, I don't believe it, do you believe it? You're blind to the fact that you do believe it I see it, but I don't believe it Can't see me on your best day Let me show you how the West play (Haha) One blink and I'm gone Leave you standing all alone You can't believe your eyes (Your eyes) You look so surprised When we make it, you know we don't stop (Uh-huh) DPG headed right to the top I want it all (All, all), I was born to ball (Ball, ball, ball) Haters hopin' and prayin' that I fall (Yeah) We'll never stall, G shit for y'all (Alright) Red and blue khakis and white tees When they hear our music, ladies hit their knees [Outro] La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la, la-la La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la Mmm
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Credits
- Writers
- Daz Dillinger
- Kurupt
- Snoop Dogg
- DaBaby
- Butch Cassidy
- Michael Ray Cox Jr.
- John Groover