B**** Please II Songtext / Lyric

Yeah, whattup Detroit?

Nu, uh, nu, uh nuh, no he didn't

Ahhh, they didn't do it again

What, what, what, what?

Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?



Oh, fo' sho'

Uh, uh, naw, ya smell that?

This is special right here

What, what, what, what, what?

Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie baby

Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie

Yeah, y'know, what's crackin' Dre?



Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit

On Slim's shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit

Throw on, 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts and watch mosh pits

'Til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious






Some of these crowds that Slim draws is rowdy as Crenshaw

Boulevard when it's packed and fulla cars

Some of these crowds me and Snoop draw is niggaz from Crenshaw

From Long Beach to South Central



Whoa, not these niggaz again

These grown ass ignorant men with hair triggers again

You and what army could harm me?

D R E and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach



Came a long way, to makin' these songs play

It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way

I got a long uz' and I carry it all day

Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just bein' Andre, but I



Somehow, someway, hello, nigga, you know about Dogg-ay

Now, let me cut these niggaz up and show 'em

Where da fuck I'm comin' from, I get the party crackin'

From the shit that I be spittin' son



Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run

Got about fifty guns, and I love all of 'em

The same bang, bang, damn, baby girl what's your name?

I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed



Hangin' in the club, with my nephew Eminem

Whattup 'cuz? The Great White American Hope

Done hooked up with the king of the motherfuckin' West coast, baby



And you don't really wanna fuck with me

Only nigga that I trust is me

Fuck around and make me bust this heat

That's the devil, they always wanna dance



I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you move

You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage

Gotta love it, 'cause I expose the facade

Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God



All jokes aside, come bounce with us

Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust

It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust

I might leave in the body bag, but never in cuffs



So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough

When things get rough I'm in the club shootin' with Puff

Bitch, please, you must have a mental disease

Assume the position and get back down on your knees, c'mon



And you don't really wanna fuck with me

Only nigga that I trust is me

Fuck around and make me bust this heat

That's the devil, they always wanna dance



And you don't really wanna fuck with me

Only nigga that I trust is me

Fuck around and make me bust this heat

That's the devil, they always wanna dance



Aw, naw, big Slim Dogg

Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long

Back up in the heezy, baby

He's Shaday, he's so crazy



Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy White

Pickets outside the Interscope offices every night

What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living

Off of the world's misery, what in the world gives me the right



To say what I like, and walk around flippin' the bird

Livin' the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs

Dreamin' at night of screamin' at mom, schemin' to leave

Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me



I just want you all to notice me and people to see

That somewhere deep down there's a decent human being in me

It just can't be found so the reason you've been seeing this me

Is 'cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean



So, when you see me, dressin' up like a nerd on TV

Or heard the CD usin' the fag word so freely

It's just me being me, here want me to tone it down?

Suck my fuckin' dick, you fagot, you happy now? Look here



I start some trouble everywhere that I go

(That I go)

Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know

('Cause they know)

I start some shit they throw me out the back do'

(The back do')

Come back and shoot the club up with a fo'-fo'

(A fo'-fo')



And you don't really wanna fuck with me

Only nigga that I trust is me

Fuck around and make me bust this heat

That's the devil, they always wanna dance



And you don't really wanna fuck with me

Only nigga that I trust is me

Fuck around and make me bust this heat

That's the devil, they always wanna dance



2001 and forever

Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg

X to the Z, Nate Dogg

C'mon, yeah