Domino motherfucker what's happenin'?
(Ah, nigga, eat a dick, nigga)
(Don't break my mama's new glass table, nigga)
Yeah, fuck that, fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga (fuck that, nigga)
Rack them motherfuckin' dominoes up, nigga
(Just look, ayy, look out for the table, nigga)
Fuck that
(Ayo, where's Snoop Dogg?)
I don't know that nigga just went upstairs with that big booty bitch, man
(Ah, he ain't bustin' no nuts on my mama's spread)
That nigga up there gettin' his socks blew the fuck off
(Gettin' his ass chewed out)
Better ask somebody
(Balls licked up and down)
Hell yeah
(Ayo, what's up with them niggas that was on the TV dissin' you?)
Man fuck them niggas, man I ain't thinkin' about that old shit, man
(Buster ass, HIV-pussy-havin' motherfuckers)
Yo, yo, yo, Daz, easy come, easy

Yeah, gotta say what's up to my nigga Slick Rick
For those who don't like it, eat a dick
But for those who with me, sing that shit
As it go a little somethin' like this

Lodi Dodi, we likes to party
We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody
We're just some niggas who're on the mic
And when we rock up on the mic we rock the mic (right)
For all my Doggs keepin' y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy conditionin'
Which we create, 'cause that's our mission
So listen close to what we say
Because this types of shit happens everyday
I woke up around ten o'clock in the mornin'
I gave myself a stretch up, a mornin' yawn and
Went to the bathroom to wash up
I threw some soap on my face and put my hands upon a cup
And said, um, "Mirror mirror, on, the wall
Who is the top Dogg of them all?"
There was a rubble-dubble, five minutes it lasted
The mirror said, "You are, you conceited bastard"
Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef
So I slipped off my khakis and my gold leaf
Used Oil of Olay, 'cause my skin gets pale
And then I got the file for my fingernails
I'm true to the style on my behalf
I put the bubbles in the tub so I can take a bubble bath
Clean, dry, was my body and hair
I threw on my brand new Doggy underwear
For all the bitches I might take home
I got the Johnson baby powder and Cool Water cologne
Now I'm fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Threw on my white socks, with my all blue Chucks
Stepped out the house, stopped short, oh no
I went back in, I forgot my indo
Then I dilly (dally), I ran through a (alley)
I bumped into this smoker named (Sally) from the (Valley)
This was a girl playin' hard to get
So I said, "What's wrong?" 'cause she looked upset
She said, um

It's all because of you, I'm feelin' sad and blue
You went away, now my life is filled with rainy days
I love you so, how much you'll never know
'Cause you took your dope away from me

Damn, now what was I to do?
She's cryin' over me and she was feelin' blue
I said, um, "Don't cry, dry your eye
And here comes your mother with those two little guys"
Her mean mother steps then says to me, "Hi"
Decked Sally in the face and punched her in the eye
Punched her in the belly and stepped on her feet
Slammed the child on the hard concrete
The bitch was strong, the kids was gone
Somethin' was wrong I said, "What was goin' on?"
I tried to break it up, I said, "Stop it, just leave her"
She said, "If I can't smoke none, she can't either"
She grabbed me closely by my socks
And so I broke the hell out, and I grabbed my sack of rocks
But, um, they gave chase, they caught up quick
They started cryin' on my shoes and grabbin' my dick
And sayin'

Why don't you give me a play
So we can break it down the Long Beach way?
And if you give me that okay
I'll give you all my love today
Doggy, Doggy, Doggy, can't you see?
Somehow your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your jazzy ways
Doggy Dogg, your love is here to stay

And on and on and on she kept goin'
The bitch been around before my mother's born
I said, "Cheer up" so I gave her a hit
I said, "You can't have me, I'm too young for you bitch"
She said, "No you're not," then she starts cryin'
I says, "I'm nineteen" she says, "Stop lyin'"
I says, "I am, go ask my mother
And with your wrinkled pussy, I can't be your lover"

Yeah, uh, tick-tock you don't stop
And to the, a tick-tock and you don't quit
Yeah, tick-tock and ya don't stop, and to the
A tick-tock and ya don't quit, biatch


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Lodi Dodi Lyrics as written by Douglas Davis Calvin Broadus

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