"Ladies & Gents" as written by Calvin Broadus, Angie Martinez, Salaam Remi, Lowell Dunbar and Grace Jones....
(Pa-ra-ra-ra)
(Pa-ra-ra-ra)
Yeah
(Pa-ra-ra-ra)

Let's get it goin' now
(Pa-ra-ra-ra)
Snoop Dogg, uh
(Pa-ra-ra-ra)

Angie
(Pa-ra-ra-ra)
All my ladies and my gents
(Pa-ra-ra-ra)

All my players and my pimps
(Pa-ra-ra-ra)
Uh, uh yo
(Pa-ra-ra-ra)

Snoop Dogg
Yo, uh

Ladies and gents
Players and pimps, gather up
We goin' be poppin' in the b****
Until you had enough

Glad at us, mad at us
Look at these competitors
(Come on, come on)
I set 'em up (uh, uh)

Wet 'em up
Angie's chillin' (Shut up)
Get 'em up off they seat
In the LBC, we throw parties

And let the ladies in for free
We get the DPG on yo'
Radio station for the Y2G

'Up Close and Personal'
West Coast professional

N**** what'chu reppin' for?
Dogg what'chu got yo' weapon for?
B**** n**** get the steppin'
Smo' (get the steppin')

You besta' back up off'a me
I break you up
(Break you up)
Wake you up

(Wake you up)
Shake you up
(Shake you up)
And take you up (uh)

On top'a the world, baby girl (girl)
Big Dogg yes why'all in this BI (holla)
I keep it PI for all the people (people)
Mami's wit' the fine punani's

I'm in the projects, on deck
Baby come find me
And gimmie what I gotta get
I know you feel me now

I want you feel this dick
See that's gangsta s***
(Gangsta style)
It taste like E and J

Brandy sweet, like candy
Baby said she want to be
Down wit' a n**** Brandy
Aw f*** wit' yo' man then

[Chorus]
(Snoop Dogg:)
Ladies and gents
Players and pimps, gather up
We gon' be poppin' in this b****

Until you had enough
Glad at us, mad at us
Look at these competitors
I set 'em up, wet 'em up

Angie's chillin' (Shut up)
Get 'em up off they seat
In the NYC, we throw parties
And let the ladies in for free
We get the DPG on yo'
Radio station for the Y2G

It's the big bamboo rollin' (rollin')
Prada purse swollen (swollen)
Ben Franklin foldin'
We here to get it goin'

'Bout to bust in the party
Wit' my people (wit' my people)
Flyin' out West Side in my Zito

And I'm sittin' on chrome
Status well known
From a small lot in Brooklyn
I buy this side chrome

(Okay)
If you wit' me let me hear ya
(Aight, aight)
And if you lift it and you feelin'
(Aight, aight)

Cozmos when I toastin'
Crackin' jokes wit' my girls
Clown roastin' (how high?)
Fake ballers in the spot high postin'

Get out my air, can't you see
My lows are frozen? (we)
You see n****z be partyin'
Checkin' out my body and,

Get out outta hand
I gotta quarter Terror Squadians
Or D-O-double-G'll
To come and get'cha

Get the picture (who is ya)
They'll flip ya (f'real)

[Chorus: x2]

East Side (aight)
Is gettin' (aight, aight)
West Side (aight)
Is gettin' (aight, aight)

North Side (aight)
Is gettin' (aight, aight)
Down South (aight)
They gettin' (aight, aight)

Snoop Dogg (aight)
Is gettin' (aight, aight)
Angie (aight)
Is gettin' (aight, aight)

Everybody (aight)
Is gettin' (aight, aight)
We gettin' (aight)
why'all gettin' (aight, aight)

[Repeat: x18]
Pa-ra-ra-ra


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"Ladies & Gents" as written by Lowell Dunbar Calvin Broadus

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