Hey Y'all

[Intro: Snoop Dogg] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah E-V-E, E-V-E, E-V-E And you know, you better know [Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] I keep some Chuck's on my feet, khakis on my legs Trunk full of funk, nigga while I'm breaking bread Sliding through your system, banging, bobbing heads Doin' mines and I don't care what other niggas saying They can pop it, but they can't stop it, boy I'm gettin' mine Selling clothes up in this bitch like Calvin Klein Getting cuties to shake they booty at the same time I'd be damned If I go back to jail for the same crime I'm too slick to get caught up in this dirty game I'm a scholar that make dollas off the birdy game Crip hoppin' I got it popping on the boulevard Man, I ain't fucking with Chevys, I got my own car D-O Double you don't wanna rumble, why you testing me Oh I know, you must be gone off that ecstacy Bad habits you better kick it before it get you low And try to get yourself hooked on this chronic smoke Fo' sho [Chorus: Nate Dogg] Hey yo, dogs from East to West Coast All my dogs we could smoke We 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go Man I see the same hoes I know they already know Yea, we like it real raw Snoop, E-V-E, and Nate Dogg [Verse 2: Eve] (Uh-huh) These niggas got ya head noddin' And this chick got the drums from your ear throbbin' Known to do it, baby bubblin' don't you dare stop it Love when bitches hate You hear the song, pimp, it ain't nothing to me Got my nigga Snoop, we been down As for my nigga Nate, shit, he was in town Created heat, so you can bang it, crank it nice and loud Can't block me out I'm popping up E-V-E, I'm up on your TV Ain't never stuck up off the prissiness Same bitch, same pitch, nothing ridiculous Want this brown girl, I see you, thug, lick your lips Gotta have that bombshell Damn girl, I need you for me Keep love on the both sides We in the church on these niggas getting smoke ties Domino playing, up here praying that they legalize But fuck it, still choke, top down Baby blowing smoke in the sky, come on [Chorus: Nate Dogg] Hey yo, dogs from East to West Coast All my dogs we could smoke We 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go Man I see the same hoes I know they already know Yea, we like it real raw Snoop, E-V-E, and Nate Dogg [Verse 3: Eve] Now, when you see me acting up in the club (it ain't nothin) Uh, six fall up on dub's (it ain't nothin) Huh, breaking up blueberry buds (it ain't nothing) And every hood showing nothing but love (it ain't nothing) Taste buds ain't the same, for the simple brain Shoulda never let me learn what millions really mean Yea I'm a simple girl, but really don't want simple things Keep real dogs close, hate cats with simple brains Not ready for the collision, stay up in your lane East Coast, West Coast, you still don't fuckin think Dedicated to you baby, keep your gangsta lean [Verse 4: Snoop Dogg] You gots to be my queen, cause I'm the big king The one with the big house with the big things Sista Eve, you blessed the whole scene You're the queen of the team, with cream, you're so supreme A blessin in the skies, open up your eyes Me and you together shit, we gone collect the vibes Exercise, and go where we wanna go, stay fly Sharp and original, turn up your stereo 'Cause here we go, here we go [Chorus: Nate Dogg] Hey yo, dogs from East to West Coast All my dogs we could smoke We 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go Man I see the same hoes I know they already know Yea, we like it real raw Snoop, E-V-E, and Nate Dogg [Outro:] It ain't nothing It ain't nothing It ain't nothing It ain't nothing