Snoop Dogg – Full Of That Shit lyrics

(Verse)
The boss in the building, feelin so cold
If this was Houston I’d be feelin so thrown
I’ma stand up, you better man up
Who going home with Dogg? Put yo hands up

Puff pass then slide, you know the deal hoe
I’m 10 shots in, that’s on the real though
I got money love, and I ain’t never scared
Watch yo bitch mane, it’s pimpin everywhere

I got a lot of bad ones, yea you see the troupes
They get to poppin off until they see it’s Snoop
And no doubt, the vodka all in me
Baby got the Henny and weed from rollin 20’s

Turn it up boy, high as a bitch too
That Obama kush, that’ll fix you
You better get er mane, I’m fuckin all chicks
I’m off the wall bitch, and full of that shit

(Hook)
If you see me in the club then you know I’m turnt up but yo bitch keep lookin at me
Yea you better tell her keep her eyes on the muthafuckin prize before you comin fuckin with me
Cus I’m full of that shiiiiit, I’m full of that shiiiiit
I’m full of that shiiiiit, I’m full of that shiiiiit

(Verse)
Eyes so glassy, bitch in the club
Tryna harass me, I’m a taxi
I take her home like a dog do
And cover everything like I follow through

Bottle after bottle, nigga I’m turnt up
My eyes getting low, swisha burnt up
These hoes on one, tryna press a playa
Ballin overseas, nigga I’m heavy there

Leanin to the side, mixin all drinks
Dubs up in here like in gold ink
It’s Long Beach bitch, DO double G
Since ’93, on top of VIP

Watch and look mane, instead of makin it worse
I understand I’m famous but I’m a gangsta first
You better get er mane, I beat his ass quick
I’m off the wall bitch, full of that shit

(Hook)
If you see me in the club then you know I’m turnt up but yo bitch keep lookin at me
Yea you better tell her keep her eyes on the muthafuckin prize before you comin fuckin with me
Cus I’m full of that shiiiiit, I’m full of that shiiiiit
I’m full of that shiiiiit, I’m full of that shiiiiit

(Verse)
Got my rag hangin like Snoppy do
Sound like a hater, like Snoopy who?
The homies all in, niggas deep as fuck
Super psycho and vodka and it’s creepin up

Fired up, go and pass it around
I smell the kush fool, I’m like a Bassett hound
Yea I’m rich, nigga an what?
Still gooned up, nigga that’s what’s up

Pour some more in cus I handle that
I’m in the Pontiac, she say where the Phantom at?
Bitch you got me fucked up,
I don’t do it for any slut

I do this like a P, I don’t do it for any but
I do this for the city and my niggas up in the cut
It’s Snoopy DOG and I turn it up in the club
I’m high as a bitch and full of that shit

(Hook)
If you see me in the club then you know I’m turnt up but yo bitch keep lookin at me
Yea you better tell her keep her eyes on the muthafuckin prize before you comin fuckin with me
Cus I’m full of that shiiiiit, I’m full of that shiiiiit
I’m full of that shiiiiit, I’m full of that shiiiiit

(Outro)
Yea mane, I’m full of that shit
Mane I’m on that super psycho with vodka mane
Yuh I’m talkin bout?
I mix a little bit of that chocolate top with that green and make me a little ET
I’m full of that shit, mane
Real spit, yuh know what I’m talkin bout?
15 double O, just look there
That’s my Work vol. 3
Yea yea, fo sho
DJ Drama!
West coast
The best coast
Home of the shit
The shit?
Oh, you want the shit?
We got the shit