[Snoop Dogg]
  Me and Nate Dogg were so funky fresh
  We fell off into a club to try to pop it to Daz
  A lil' Moet to go with the way I'm dressed
  A seven-piece outfit with a mink vest
  Couple of ladies skating waiting on some info
  Them white boys in the back got the indo
  With a hookup, a hundredd dollars for a half ounce
  I got to hit it, get it and bounce
  So right back to the place that I started from
  Get back hell yeah I'm hardly done
  Write that on your motherfucking izzass
  So hold up your glass and let's make a lil' tizoast
  We brag and boast, zig-zag and smoke and keep a big bag of dope
  We hold down the VIP wherever we sit
  Nigga don't get mad if your ho with me
  
  [Nate Dogg]
  I'm not absolutely positive or absolutely sure
  I'm not out to talk bad about your baby
  I'm just tyring to be completely sure
  You wanna hang with us, gotta hang with us
  Take ya ass to the floor
  I'm trying to game a bit, sound rediculous
  Hope the ho is not yours
  
  [Snoop Dogg]
  Dancing and wining and dining a bitch
  We humping bumping and grinding the shit
  Nothing else to do now but to leave the club
  so we can rub-a-dub-dub in my nigga Nate hot tub
  Then we can grub on some barbeque
  that my Uncle Rio hooked up, so call your crew
  10, 11, 12, or 13, all of them bitches they belong to her team
  It's so supreme you love my scheme
  The way I got baby bringing Daddy all the cream
  Yep, and that's the first step
  And once you get that, nigga ya got that?
  Pump that shit and fill up my cup and mack that bitch with the big ol' butt
  Don't play with it - sway with it
  And if it's cool with you, shit you know I'm okay with it
  
  [Chorus - Nate Dogg]
  Right back, baby girl I know you like that
  You try to hide it but you get
  Right back, come on over for a nightcap
  Yes even though I'm with the right trap
  Tell your man that you'll be right back
  Even though we only just met
  Make sure you don't forget the Jim' pack
  
  I'm not absolutely positive or absolutely sure
  I'm not out to talk bad about your baby
  I'm just tyring to be completely sure
  You wanna hang with us, gotta hang with us
  Take ya ass to the floor
  I'm trying to game a bit, sound rediculous
  Hope the ho is not yours
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Warren G]
  Shouts out to the thugs that be back in the club
  And of course lil' mama who be backing it up
  We be the ones back in the Cut' smoking
  Cognac in the cup, we be stroking
  After the club, same routine, roll two 13s
  Since her front clean yahknowimean?
  Tight jeans, ice bling, no ring, no thang
  Show off, show her Nate can sing
  Show her how my team do our thi-dang
  And how we keep Latrell Sprewells sprinning
  I'm all hood so the Chucks stay on
  It's all good we can do it 'til the break of dawn
  
  [Chorus]