Nate Dogg - Let's Play House (Original) lyrics

[Intro: Dat n***a Daz] Ain't no hidin' in the garage when we get down You know what I'm sayin'? 5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50, 55, 60, 65, 70, 75, 80, 85, 90, 95 100, Ready or not baby, here I come [Dat n***a Daz] Dat n***a Daz struck a match and the match went out But it wasn't no more lights in the motherf**ing house Speakin' of house let's play a game of it Is you wit it? Hide and go get it, I betcha love it baby I'll play the daddy and you can play the mama So we can get down on the living room floor Is ya wit it? I promise I won't k** it Loose p**y on my dick, should I k** it? Tell it? Yes [Michel'le] See back in the day when we used to play You wanted to be with me (that's right) Now that is so right and natural No other man that I can see I'm singin' in my background Diggin' up a hole for you to make your move But no longer will I be told regroup Let's play house [Hook: Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg (Simultaneously)] [Snoop Dogg] [Nate Dogg] Engine engine number nine, Let's play house Rollin down the DP line (repeat 2X) [Michel'le] Let's play house... [Michel'le] Is that what you want me to do with you? [Dat n***a Daz] You play tha momma baby Let's play house I'll play the daddy You can play the momma And I'll play the daddy [Michel'le] Let's play house You can play tha momma Let's play house And I'll be the daddy And I'll be the daddy That runs the house, straight up [Warren G] Now you can call me pappy or you can call me daddy I'm hitting 21st in the blue and grey caddie I'm feeling like Scrappy, or is it Scooby Doo Cause I'm chilling with the motherf**ing Dogg Pound Crew Now pa** the brew to that n***a Geezy Weezy So I can let you down easy Some n***as tried to see what I see co*k blocking with they b**hes but they can't co*k block me [Kurupt] G-Dub, I know you know this b**h by tha name of Danielle Body of a Goddess face from hell But oh sh**, this wasn't the average b**h Her coochie was cavi and she liked gobbling dicks And I got a whole nine and a half for that black a** Groupie, now all the hoochies wanna do me from the past To the present (say what?) let me rep and present (Who dat?) The biggest n***a hittin all the hoes in your click Fast as lightning running through like the breeze In the summertime out on the corner making G's It's the thirst, but I can show something much worse Than the thirst, the fact your b**h ate my dick first But first things first Brenda, I can remember How hot these hoes can get, eighty-seven, eighty-six, yeah The year a young man grows Fatal mistakes sprung over hazel-eyed hoes b**hes ain't sh** and the hoes a trick And that's my modern day theory to describe a b**h [Nate Dogg (Repeated many times through Big Pimpin' Delemond's rant)] Let's play house [Outro: Big Pimpin' Delemond] The pen is mightier than the sword Let this be a lesson, original Is only what I'm confessin' With my pen, Big Pimpin' ain't stressin' Then here goes another fool again Who wants to stress the bullet, again Yeah, I got 1 too, to his chest Back to quick draw my Glock With my pen, a new lesson to be taught Doubt is the murderer of the green That couldn't rise from the dead Yeah, you heard what I said I know you heard, what I said And the fate of the dream is to dream only Because where you stop is where it ends Yeah you heard what I said Didn't it hit you? In the head Big Pimpin' ain't stressin' Heh, long original, I'm confessin' Platinum from out of the mind, every time Tha Pound in the studio come and go Real tight, doing it at night Lyrics floating like molecules all over the room Blended with the smell of Chronic Hennessey on the tip of my tongue b**hes on call, late night, in the studio Just doing the regular With the perfection that's not unfamiliar To the crew, the beat, the lyric, and the flow That's straight original (straight original) Gangster the brew, you don't want to get caught up in the stew Jeffrey Dahmer my a**, he just did trash Don't f** with Tha Pound cause these motha' f**as' put it down You don't hear me though