(Hey baby, you wanna go out?)
(You wanna go out honey?) Flossy B
(Spend any money?) You see this bitch here?
(Come here cutie) Man
(Hey, come here) Bitch, what the fuck? (Wow)
Man, can you believe this bitch Floss? (Did you here what I said? I said come here)
She want a pimp to pay for some motherfuckin' pussy (come here, daddy)
(Who she talkin' to?) (Ooh, you look so good)
Flossy B, slap this bitch
(Wait, wait, bitch, back up)

She was just a groupie (she just a groupie)
She was just a groupie
She was just a groupie (all she wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (a groupie)
She was just a groupie
She was just a groupie (all she wanted just was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (yeah, just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (biatch, biatch)

I come through with the humps, I thump the shit out your block
I'm on alert for the cops, be on alert wit' a cock
Spotted some hoes, tooted my horn at the bitch (ay, what's up?)
The Riviera skated, my interior's the shit
Fifteens humping, dropped the top some more
Counting my dough, purchased two fifty of some bomb indo
Floss through South Central, I'm on my way to the Eastside
We high, blazing like crazy and don't know why (what's up wit' it?)
Feeling good as fuck on a hot-ass day
And it's a pool jam right around the way
Niggas got hoes but ladies in the world
They wanna play with the minds like little girls
I twirled my fingers in the air, ran my fingers through my hair
Redbones to black bones, dark bones to redbones
Skinny girls come a dime a dozen (what's up baby?)
But I play hoes like Plenty Lenny 'cause I get pretty
It's all about game
'Cause with no game, it's hard to maintain for so long, man
From Long Beach, California, from Tulsa, Oklahoma
To 9th Ward in New Orleans, from Mississippi
I know y'all hold the key to unlock the door
From low pros, she rolls with gold things (Dogg Pound), we riding for sure
So tell me how much money can one player make? (Make)
And how much ass can one nigga break? (Break)
We're just some gigolos (you know)
To the heart, you're just gigolo (you know)

I was off in Vallejo (Vallejo)
Peelin' hoes like Idaho potatoes (potatoes)
What am I to do with life as a G?
Being from where I be, D-P-G (where you from?)
It's magnifico
Ran into this pretty-ass skirt, Mexico and Puerto Rico
Mixed with a sprinkle of Black (Black)
So I'ma approach her like that (ay, what's up?)
And let her know where I ride and reside at
My zone (uh), the place that I call home (where?)
Is the world from Philadelphia to Rome
Picture me, ayy, entrepreneur with my nigga DA
Rockin' tours and we still young boys
We got bitches (what?), they got some bomb-ass lips
She used to put 'em on this bomb-ass dick
She always talked some bomb-ass shit
She used to blow some bomb-ass dick

She was just a groupie
She was just a groupie (all she really wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she was just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she really wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she's just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she wanted just was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she's just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she really wanted was Snoopy)

That's right
Someone's at my door, baby, who could it be?
Someone wants to score and get laid by the D-O-Double G
Hey girl, what's your name? You wanna go a couple rounds with me?
I told her Nate Dogg is just the same
But she kept screamin' out, "Snoopy"

What's up baby? My name is Warren
I'm down with the Pound 'cause I get around
So let me scoop you, swoop you and take you
Gimme a chance and I'ma break you
Down to the very last compound (down)
With my homies from Tha Dogg Pound
Now you know and I know
Rule number one, you can't trust no ho
Now you can get caught up in the mix real fast
The ho gon' slip away, get away with all your cash
You gots to stay up on your toes when it come to hoes
I bust a brand new ho at every video
That's on the Pound and the Row, and like the wind blow
I pass a ho to my kinfolk and then smoke
She say she wasn't no groupie, coochie lookin' juicy
She say she never ate a dick before but she gon' do me (oh no)
But before she do me (mh-hm), I blaze up a doobie
Then turn on some Snoopy and, uh, heat up jacuzzi
And later on, I might just turn on a movie
So you can re-groupie and redo me, just for Snoopy

She was just a groupie (just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she's just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she really, really wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she really wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she's just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (that really, really wanted Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she's just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she's just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she really want was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she's just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she wanted was Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (she's just a groupie)
She was just a groupie (all she really want is Snoopy)
She was just a groupie (just a groupie)


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Groupie Lyrics as written by Delmer Drew Arnaud Nathaniel Hale

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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