I'm A Dog/i'm Sorry (skit) Lyrics

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I'm A Dog/i'm Sorry (skit)


by Big Tymers. Buy album CD: Other Songs D - Y


[Mannie Talking (high pitched voice)]
Follow me baby, come with me baby [whistles]
Follow me baby, come with me baby, come with me baby, come with me baby,
Hey, hey, hey, this is devastating daddy the dog, barking at these hoes out my monte carlo,
You can stay or you can follow...[dog barking] talk like a dog, walk like a dog, fit like a
Dog,
And spit like a dog..
[Mannie Fresh Rapping..]
I'm a D-O-G, you know me,
Coming through this mother fucker in an 83'
Slant back with kits, spittin shit to your bitch,
She'll do anything for me cause I'm filthy rich,
Hoe open your eyes, I'll feed you popeyes,
Then take you to the crib then I open ya thighs,
Bitch say what you want, do what you feel,
I'll slam dunk a bitch like Shaquille O'Neil,
No I don't play ball but I'm a baller,
Drop ya ass off then I'll call ya,
Arebadurchi bitch, step to the side,
Got 20 more hoes trying to get in my ride,
(?) then I'll flee, go and get a tree,
Shut the fuck up bitch and listen to me,
Don't worry what I'm doing, and who the fuck I'm screwing,
My money run long like J.R Yewin,
I'm a mack like roni, pretty like Tony, puff like daddy, and the bitches come early,
Give me head can you beat it give ya boy some action,
Spin around and grab my dick like Michael Jackson,
Nigga pimpin ain't dead, you heared what I said,
I got a high priced hoe, layin bitches she red,
The chick want I, 'cause I'm superfly,
The bitch don't believe that I tell her a lie,
I'm an interstate pimp, walk with a limp,
Hoe better have my wine with my lobster and shrimp,
Because I'm rich, chicks they notice me,
Forever my lady ?, bitch I ain't Jodeci,
If fucking you is wrong, I don't want to be right,
Your mouthing feel good and your pussy is tight,
But you gotta understand I could never be your man,
Put ya ring back on bitch, you ain't stan,
You wanna know the real, I tell you how I feel,
I don't give a fuck about a bitch I'm trying to make a bill,
I'm a dog bitch, I don't care,
Fuck what you talking bout, life ain't fair,
Hoes don't help, they just spend your wealth,
Then they gone in the wind when you lone and help,
Other things and your children, smelling like urine,
Gone from home, like you been out tourin,
Think who you with, bitch get off my dick,
I ain't giving up nuthing, I ain't paying your rent,
Bitch get on your hustle, let me see your muscle,
Think you gettin money, then we gon' have to tussle,
Scooby Do, but I don't, Tiger Woods, but I wont, treat you like a woman,
Bitch bring me something, sucker punch ya ass and leave ya ribcage thumpin',

[Chorus X2]
[Tateeze]
You a dog huh ?
[Group]
Keep Pimpin'
[Tateeze]
You a dog huh ?
[Group]
Keep Pimpin'
[Tateeze]
Oh you a dog huh ?
[Group]
Keep Pimpin', Keep Pimpin', Keep Pimpin'

[Mannie Fresh Talking (high pitched voice)]
Yeah, I wanna be your agent,
I wanna be your cousin,
I wanna be everything your man wasn't,
I wanna be your friend,
I wanna know your ATM PIN,
If I tell you to follow me,
Come with me, in a swimming pool,
Full of biting Pirahnnahs, dressed like you is Madonna,
Come with me Baby, Come with me, Fly !, Fly !,
And baby, if you do come with me, you can have all the spinach you can eat,
All the Caffine you can possibly drink,
Red bull is there for you, ice cubes, black and white TV, these things I offer to you baby,
If you just come with me

[Beat Stops...]

[Mannie Fresh Talking in Normal Voice:]
First of all, get off my lawn, before I pinch your mutha fuckin arm,
I ain't gon' fight you, I ain't gon' bite you, I ain't gon' kick you, or punch you, but I
Will pinch the shit out of you,
I apologize to all the women, all the ladies and that for making this song, but there was
This one bitch that had me mad
With all that Beggin shit, she done took that Cash Money Millionaire shit too far, it's Baby
On TV talkin about,
He got a hundred million dollar record deal and he got a Maybach and all that, bitch I drive
Chevy's, Old Chevy's
Get the fuck off with that shit, there is some football players up the street, there is some
Basketball players on the right side,
Go beg to them mutha fuckers, I ain't giving you shit, the stupidest shit my dick ever did
Was fuck you, I love ladies
But I hate hoes, that's why you get notta, nathaniel, nartica, ZERO !




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Album: Other Songs D - Y Lyrics
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  1. (Do It) Big
  2. Brenda
  3. Do Dat
  4. Do that
  5. Get Your Role On
  6. Hennessy And Xtc
  7. I'm A Dog/i'm Sorry (skit)
  8. If You Ridin'
  9. Intro
  10. It's Off The Hands
  11. No love (beautiful life)
  12. No love (beautiful life) (non-dirty)
  13. No, No (feat. Lil' Wayne)
  14. No.1
  15. Numba One Stunna
  16. Playboy
  17. Popping extacy
  18. Project Chick
  19. Still Fly(Dirty)
  20. Thank You
  21. This how dey do- edited
  22. This how we do
  23. Way Of Life
  24. Good Friday
  25. Let Us Stunt
  26. Project Bitch
  27. Project Bitch (Remix)
  28. Real Big
  29. We Drop It
  30. Whatever
  31. You Can't Break Me

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