El Dogg - I Gotta Get My Sag On / Make You Happy flac album

Bushwick Bill, The Lady of Rage and RBX (1992). Mack of the Year by Dru Down (1994). Papa Don't Take No Mess by James Brown (1974). Sample chain found! songs sampled in Schoolly D's Gucci Time: Tough by Kurtis Blow (1982).

The album artwork of Snoop Dogg's upcoming seventeenth studio album I Wanna Thank Me is a clever depiction of his enduring legacy. Featuring a variety of his many personalities, from the Reggae-savvy Snoop Lion, to the young Pup fresh off the streets of the LBC, to the . P, regal and prone to backhanding with the quickness. Is there a single self-respecting hip-hop fan out there who doesn't have love for Snoop Dogg? At this point, it's unlikely. Perhaps that's why he decided to take a moment to double down on his self-gratitude, delivering the first single off his latest body of work. I Wanna Thank Me" finds Snoop sharing some nostalgic visuals, spitting smooth bars like he never left the booth.

I see you windin’ and grindin’ up on the floor I know you see me lookin' at you and you already know I wanna love you, you already know I wanna love you, you already know Money in the air as mo’ fell Grab you by your coattail, take you to the motel, ho sale Don’t tell, wont

Now that I got me some Seagram's gin Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in Now this type of shit happens all the time You got to get yours but, fool, I gotta get mine Everything is fine when you listening to the D-O-G I got the cultivating music that be captivating he. Who listens to the words that I speak As I take me a drink to the middle of the street And get to mackin' to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?) She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch) 80 degrees, when I tell that bitch please Raise up off these N-U-T's, ‘cause . .

Gotta Get Away Greatest Hits Greatest Hits Greatest Hits. The Offspring – Gotta Get Away. Sitting on the bed Or lying wide awake There's demons in my head And it's no more than I can take. I think it's kinda weak Saying all I know is I gotta get away from me I tell you something just ain't right. My head is on loose but my shoes are tight Avoiding my friends cause they all bug Life is like a riddle and I'm really stumped If you reason, don't you know. Your own preoccupation is where you'll go I think I'm being followed, I look around It's only my shadow creepin' on the ground.