The Shaggy Show Lyrics

From southwest Detroit Deep within Zug Island's industrial waste depository It's Shaggy time Hey, how ya' doin' down there? On top, I see ya, alright
Waddup ya'll? Welcome to the show I'm Shaggy like you don't fuckin' know This is my sidekick, Fat Pat He goes hahaha an' all of that, that's' right
Anyway, on my way here, I almost died This bitch in front of me was like a 105 They worry about drunks an' late night truckers Old ass bitches tryin' to kill mothafuckers
This lady's got her left blinker on for an hour or more Then she makes a right into my side door This comedy shit's gettin' old The game is to be sold, not to be told
You can feel the excitement right? Snoop Dogg is with us tonight Haha, thats what I'm sayin' On the Shaggy Show, shit we ain't playin'
An' that ain't it, also on the show Another mothafucker that well, some of ya' know You see him with me a lot, he's like a brother Violent J's in this mothafucker
I like that kid, Violent J "Hey Mike", "What's up?", "How ya' doin' today? "Just great, Shaggs", well that's great Now let's give a hand, to Mike E. Clark An' that Gangsta Funk Band
We'll be right back with Violent J
Do your homies have money? Are you broke? Yeah Do bitches look at you like some kind of joke? Straight up There's nothin' you can do except get your P.H.D. Playa Haters 'Degree? That's right, aww, hell, yeah
Player Haters' Academy located on Welfarm in Detroit Offers the finest in Playerhation tactics Yeah, that's right, such as 'The Bitch Hater' Hey man, fuck that fine ass bitch or 'The Look Shooker'
Yo, bitch, I might be ugly, at least I ain't got no money Or 'The Never Ending Shooting Star' Just 'cuz he got a car, he wanna be drivin' that bitch Get your P.H.D and join a nation of Playerhation, word up
Okay, my first guest, he's nutty as hell He just served a half a year in the county jail Now he's back, for now at least Hey, Violent J's in this bitch ass piece
Waddup y'all? What's happenin'? It's been 6 months an' my dick ain't havin' it If I don't hurry up an' get me some ass I might bust this nut on your TV glass
Anyway I'm workin' on my brand new shit A brand new group with my homies, Twiztid It's called Dark Lotus, should I play some for ya'll? Yeah, hell, nah
Now I've been hearin' a little of this an' that About you havin' some kind of a panic attack Tell us, um, is it true? An' when you have one, what the fuck do you do?
Well I'll be sittin' there, enjoyin' a coffee An' then all of a sudden I'm like, "Get off me" Then I start chokin' out pedestrians Until they give me my shot of Calafalestrien
But that's all over now, it's all that I'm a perfectly normal necrophiliac Just don't test me or pull strings, forget it I might grab your neck an' do bad things with it
Well on that note, thank you J, for real What's up with poppin' one of them Selopian pills? Take your ass back stage now an' relax Snoop Dogg is comin' up next
Stay right here, we'll be right back
I like my chili hot, as a matter of fact I like my chili so goddamn hot, That you can cook a hog's ass in a spoonful
When a workin' man such as myself wants a little hot fixin' I reach for that bottle of mamma's goddamn hot chili Smooth tender chunks with chili beans Filled with mamma's hot bastard bacon bits
And drizzled with just the right amount of thick savory sauce Drippin' with noodle nuggets and Texas tough onions Mmm mmm that's hot, goddamn hot Ask for it by name
Thanks fellas, alright, yo, we're back My next guest pioneered the sound of rap He's come a long way from the L.B.C. Please welcome Snoop D. O. double G.
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane It's the big Dogg, yo, fuckin' wit the insane Clowns, get down, nigga, I represent the town Hey, yo, Violent J let's go half on this pound
I stay gangsta lay fine, I drop the bomb They call me Snoop Dogg an' I can raise your arm So any dipsy that disagree with me Step up an' watch your mothafuckin' ass meet defeat
Snoop, now, you got platinum on your wall Where all the fools starin' scratch their balls They wanna be like you, they wanna try ta steal your flow Now, yo, why is that so?
It's like everywhere I look an' everywhere I go Some bitch ass nigga tryin' to steal my flow But I don't pay 'em no attention, oh, should I mention I'm all about the money an' riddin' in cars with suspension
Bouncin', makin' up corners, smokin' dope Smokin' that weed, hangin' out with my lopes an' folks Don't give a fuck about nothin' at all That's why I'm known to the world As big mothafuckin' Snoop Dogg, nigga
Snoop Dogg, everybody Now we gotta bring a close to the party Thanks, Violent J, my lope An' thank you, Snoop, for that bag of smoke
Join us next time for the show We'll have that one bitch from 'Letters To Cleo' That's it for now, I'm out this bitch Hey, yo, Gangsta Funk, show 'em how ya' got rich