Angie Martinez - Ladies And Gents lyrics

(feat. Snoop Doog) (pa-ra-ra-ra).. (pa-ra-ra-ra).. geah (pa-ra-ra-ra).. lets get it goin' now (pa-ra-ra-ra).. Snoop Dogg, uhh (pa-ra-ra-ra).. Angie (pa-ra-ra-ra).. all my ladies and my gents (pa-ra-ra-ra).. all my players and my pimps (pa-ra-ra-ra).. uhh, uhh yo.. (pa-ra-ra-ra).. Snoop Dogg!... Yo, uhh [Snoop Dogg] Ladies and gents, players and pimps - gather up We gon' be poppin' in the b**h until you had enough Glad at us, mad at us, look at these competitors (c'mon, c'mon) I set 'em up (uhh, uhh), wet 'em up; Angie's chillin' (shut up!) Get 'em up off they seat In the LBC - we throw partys and let the ladies in for free We get the DPG.. on yo' radio station for the Y2G "Up Close and Personal", West Coast professional (professional!) n***a what'chu reppin' for? Dogg what'chu got yo' weapon for? b**h n***a get the steppin', smo' (get the steppin') You besta' back up off'a me I break you up (break you up), wake you up (wake you up) Shake you up (shake you up), and take you up (uhh) On top'a the world, baby girl (girl) Big Dogg yes y'all in this BI (holla) I keep it PI for all the people (people), mami's wit' the fine punani's I'm in the projects, on deck Baby come find me, and gimmie what I gotta get I know you feel me now I want you feel this dick See that's gangsta' sh** (gangsta' style) It taste like E and J brandy sweet, like candy Baby said she wanna be down wit' a n***a Brandy Aw f** wit' yo' man then.. [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] Ladies and gents, players and pimps - gather up We gon' be poppin' in this b**h until you had enough Glad at us, mad at us, look at these competitors I set 'em up, wet 'em up; Angie's chillin' (shut up!) Get 'em up off they seat In the NYC - we throw partys and let the ladies in for free We get the DPG.. on yo' radio station for the Y2G.. [Angie Martinez] It's the big bamboo rollin' (rollin') Prada purse swollen (swollen) Ben Franklin foldin', we here to get it goin' 'Bout to bust in the party wit' my people (wit' my people) Flyin' out West Side in my Zito (Zito!) And I'm sittin' on chrome, status well known From a small lot in Brooklyn, I buy this side chrome (okay!) If you wit' me let me hear ya (aight, aight!) And if you lift it and you feelin' (aight, aight!) Cozmos when I toastin' Crackin' jokes wit' my girls, clown roastin' (how high?) Fake ballers in the spot high postin' Get out my air, can't you see my lows are frozen? (we!) You see n***az be partyin', checkin' out my body and, get out outta hand I gotta quarter Terror Squadians Or DO-double-G'll come and get'cha Get the picture (who is ya), they'll flip ya (f'real) [Chorus - 2X] East Side.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight) West Side.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight) North Side.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight) Down South.. (aight).. they gettin'.. (aight, aight) Snoop Dogg.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight) Angie.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight) Everybody.. (aight).. is gettin'.. (aight, aight) We gettin.. (aight).. y'all gettin'.. (aight, aight) (pa-ra-ra-ra).. [repeat 18X]