Wooooh Ya! welcome to da church volume II exclusive 213 (Hah hah) my nephew Nate Dogg in da house Nate Dogg holla at 'em where u at Ridin' in my car And im listening to the radio Im listening to a sad girl sang Sangin about how she got her heart broke She was reaching for stars I just want me somethin natural When you're alone it gets mighty cold Don't act as if you did not know She let me play wit her heart I'm working late I said I'll soon be home All the while the girl was home alone Let me tell you what she crying fo' (Why?) Cuz I'm fly Ya he supa fly Oooo I'm fly Yaaaa You know he supa fly But me im supa dupa and im supa dupa fly I'd be da great-estes I know your waited list And i wanted this to be elaborate And so stratuous And u just slide by and wise-ey U want another piss-ey Is that the way you goin for his-ey I know you're feeling all hurt inside But won't you talk to a playa Let me help out your ride Im like a counselor a pastor a priest Or a physchologist A shriek or a freak Peace my technique I wear minx gator boots Im da one dat gets da loot And I aint afraid to shoot And i love to toot toot Beep beep as i slide up the street Im from the lbc and i dont noe wut yall done heard about me But im a C-R-I-P wit some P-I-M-P too I'm a real pimp playa from da 213 crew Now look here boo If you gonna bang or hang wit da dogg You besta get in Holla at her Nate Dogg Ridin' in my car And im listening to the radio Im listening to a sad girl sang Sangin about how she got her heart broke She was reaching for stars I just want me somethin natural When you're alone it gets mighty cold Don't act as if you did not know She let me play wit her heart I'm working late I said I'll soon be home All the while the girl was home alone Let me tell you what she crying fo' (Why?) Cuz I'm fly Ya he supa fly Oooo I'm fly Yaaaa 3 piece wit a mink Gotta think my shit's staying stacy Adams Wit a Jay Crockett pad on dey cuff On brinks So wut da ladies wink'in You da one in the mercedes Shotgun wit dem things Couch chillin watchin da lion king Crying and thangs Cuz im wit'snoop and nate Singing rhyming and things I'm out late cuz im rhyming for change I aint wit dimes for thangs Hop back and im trying ta aim At everythang, dat be hating my fame Just regulatin been lacing da game Aint no mistake in da game 2 one mother f'er dwizzle sippin on da sizzle And dat's fo' sizzle Fo times for da riddles You we is bar Everywhere we go u noe who us are You could tell by da car Champagne cavior Bubble bath I say i love you And i laugh Ridin' in my car And im listening to the radio Im listening to a sad girl sang Sangin about how she got her heart broke She was reaching for stars I just want me somethin natural When you're alone it gets mighty cold Don't act as if you did not know She let me play wit her heart I'm working late I said I'll soon be home All the while the girl was home alone Let me tell you what she crying fo' (Why?) Cuz I'm fly (Snoop Dogg) Ya he supa fly (Nate Dogg) Oooo I'm fly Yaaaa