(Oooh, oooh, oooooooh) Ooooh Ooooh (Ooooooooh) Yeah (Yeah-eh) Scoop, Snoop Dogg (Ooooooh) Yeah (Those girls yeah-eh) I love this Right here loco (Those girls)
Chorus:
Those girls They don't mean A thing to me (Yeah, we got one with this one now) I was Just playing the game (Let me talk to them for a second) It was all a fantasy (Turn me up a little bit, trip) Those girls
I got a call From this hoe The other day (What she say?) She say she just move Down from the bay To L.A Well that's great We should sit down And talk face to face You bring the barbeque I got the paper plates I can't lie girl I like the way you shake And when you the dance The way you make Your booty shake Give or take I rate you About an eight Or a nine Ok, fine you a dime And them other bitches They gon' wait in line They hating on you how You take away they shine Rewind, pay attention To the signs I see money When I look you In the eyes No lie I love how you stay fly So fly, send a text And I'll reply (Ah-Ahhh) And when you need That good sex I'm the guy
Chorus: Ooooooh, those girls Yeah-eh, those girls (2x) Those girls They don't mean A thing to me I was Just playing the game It was all a fantasy Those girls
It was Kim, Delisa Vanessa, Renee I don't love hoes Or respect what they say Hey, yeah that's right Tha Pound coming through Get the F out the way I know its been a minute But your boy been away It feels so good Take me back in the day
I hit the studio Then back to the stage The lights come on And the people Start to wave Then I seen this girl She looked me Right in the face like "I know you 'memba me And my homegirl Renee We stayed downtown In a lawful? And we your number one Biggest fans to this day Wait, baby girl I'm the great Bigg Snoop Dogg You got to bring me Up to date I know a lot a girls Rock shows in many states Room 2-20 bring ya friend And some drank
Chorus: Ooooooh, those girls Yeah-eh, those girls (2x) Those girls They don't mean A thing to me I was Just playing the game It was all a fantasy Those girls
Now where you going To find a nigga fresh Like me bitch Somebody pass the lighter So I can get this weed lit She looking at my stones Like "Damn is he rich?" I'm looking at 'em hoes "Damn is she thick?" Fuck them other dudes I'm the man to be with 50 million sold Who's bigger Than me bitch? Nobody, let me put you On to some G shit Hop in the Benz I'll get you higher Than ski lifts Then I'm 'bout to peep The cat up like H?? Yeah, 'cuz all bitches Need dick And if they say they Don't they just lying They won't sit Shotgun in the 500 Like she would, shiiit Ah-ah, hold on baby Wish it Clear blue skies Dipped till ya seize it Your with the one and only S-yes-N-Double O-P
Chorus: Ooooooh, those girls Yeah-eh, those girls (2x) Those girls They don't mean A thing to me I was Just playing the game It was all a fantasy Those girls
Ooooooh, those girls Yeah-eh, those girls (2x) Those girls They don't mean A thing to me I was Just playing the game It was all a fantasy Those girls, those girls Those girls, those girls
Compositores: Edward Theodore Riley (Riley Teddy), Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Elijah Blue Molina, Dejanee Riley, David Blake ECAD: Obra #26514215 Fonograma #2010955