Send A Message (feat. Phat Snoop)

I'm down in Vegas, slidin' in a Vette Top down, two hoes with me makin' a mess One rubbin' on my head, the other givin' me neck She been at it for 40 minutes, ain't stopped to take a breath I get money, they give me sex, I ain't have to spend a check The type of shit I do be different, you niggas look like the rest Treat a bitch like she ain't shit, why you niggas be actin' depressed I ball in other cities, ain't nobody tried me yet I probably got more shooters here than you niggas, you better rest Shit, my name ring bells from Detroit, all the way to Texas I been the man since back in high school, pushin' a Lexus Get the same type of pussy as you, without a necklace I'm a player, big player, big pimpin', you better check it Bitches have the pillow fights in my crib, they runnin' naked Got a mixed bitch, beggin' to f*ck, want me to wreck it But her nigga doin' all this lil' sneak dissin' on records I got killers that live a shoot-up, niggas for breakfast All that sneak dissin', the freak bitches do not affect us I'm a sweet nigga to hoes, they think I'm precious But I'm a street nigga, boy, don't make me send a message Cuff your bitch, she on my dick, I don't got no jewels on That pussy smooth, it's time to go, baby, put your shoes on All that shit, finger when it's bitch, that's where I'm from Dude hatin' and he broke, I put some bread on the crumb Every whip you see me in, a few thou every time Ain't shit about me, grimy nigga, don't ever call me slime You got me fucked up, you thinkin' I'ma pay all your bills I got somethin' on them, bitch, yeah, that's how I'm comin', bitch Want some cheese? I got a job, hoe, come and bless the crow City girls got your head gone, who the f*ck is you Every time you hit my line, always askin' me for shit I got hoes caught like you, they pay me, bless them with this dick I ain't naked, I ain't in my feelings either, I ain't drank Bitch, be yourself and get you far, you keep it real with a G I don't never pay for pussy, all my hoes f*ck for free I'm Snoopiano, bitch I got killers that live, shoot up niggas for breakfast All that sneak dissin' to freak bitches do not affect us I'm a sweet nigga to hoes, they think I'm precious But I'm a street nigga, boy, don't make me send a message Boy, don't make me send a message