can't do shit So close the doors and turn off the light coz you'll be suckin my dick all night and you can drink a cup of piss Tim Dog is on tha set,
t do jack So close the door and turn off the light coz you'll be pumping my hits all night So don't you ever try to dis Tim Dog's on the set, so sucker
know That I'm the Dog... [CHORUS:] [It's the dog, baby baby the dog, baby baby the dog, baby baby Tim Dog !] [x4 while Tim Dog goes:] Yeah ! Comin
sell yea' Others just smoke and fuck all day Mmmmm you can find me in Where the gun play ring all day (nanana) Some got jobs and some sell yea' Others
and some sell yea' Others just smoke and fuck all day You can find me in St. Louie Where the gun play ring all day Some got jobs and some sell yea' Others
Burn so crooked (Crooked) The poet likes to spit (Spit) Kareem, that's my dog Life behind the walls Nigga, life behind the walls Yeah, welcome to Oz,
Them 24 Inches Sittin On The Joe Buddens In The Trunk STRAIGHT Jumpin Bitch I Can't Hear Nuthin And I Might Do The Spurs Sittin On Them Tim Duncan And
at? (Aah) I wish they all could be California I wish they all could be California I wish they all could be California hoes California bitches (Tim dog
bow but little do you know I been fucking other nigga bitches, yep, that's the way to hit 'em 'Cause she'll keep shut and keep up her relationship with him Remember Tim
baby Bring yo' ass over here Tim Dog, I don't think I'm strong enough I feel too weak Ha ha ha ha, I'm the sex man Tim dog, ten incher rated x man Swingin
[Chorus: repeat 2X] Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie Where the gun play ring all day (nanana) Some got jobs and some sell yay' Others just smoke and
them fuck each other my neck was a hundred and my wirst was another and make a pussy wet I leave that bitch with a puddle on my beats ima dog I should
24 inches, sittin on them Joe Buddens And the trunk straight jumpin, bitch I can't hear nothin And I might do the Spurs, sittin on them Tim Duncan's
but little do you know I been fucking other nigga bitches, yep that's the way to hit 'em cause she'll keep shut and keep up her relationship with him Remember Tim
[Verse 1:] Coming Up Raised By N.W.A, Took Me Outta Compton, Where I Learned To Bang, Got Into My First Childhood Beef In The Jungle, When Tim Dog Look
Hello...Hello..Hello...Hello..Hello! [Band Talking to each other] Wooo....... Move around kids.. Bill Parcells wants...What?..Start Over 1...2...3.. Lawrence
[Kurupt] Burn so crooked (crooked) The poet likes to spit (spit) Kareem, that's my dog Life, Behind the Walls Nigga life, behind the walls Yeah, welcome
shots nigga, looped it 64 troopers, Tim boots and Rugers show and prover, Q.B. manuever pure breed grower, flow gives brain tumors holla at ya dog,
