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The s***gy Show Lyrics

From Southwest Detroit deep within some island's industrial
Waste depositories it's s***gy Time!

Hey! How ya doin' down there? I've got mice here!
Alright! What up y'all? Welcome to the show
I'm s***gy like you don't f*****' know
This is my sidekick Fat Pat
He goes "Ha ha ha ha" and all a that (That's right!)
Anyhow on my way here I almost died
This b**** in front of me was like a hundred and five
They worry about drunks, and late night truckers
Old a** b****** try to kill m************ (Ha ha ha ha)
This lady's got her left blinker on for an hour or more
Then she makes a right into my side door
This comedy s***'s gettin' old
The game is to be sold, not to be told
Oh yeah, you can feel the excitement right?
Snoop dogg is with us tonight
That's what I'm sayin'
On the s***gy Show, s*** we ain't playin'
And that ain't it, also on the show
Another m*********** that well, some of you know
You see him with me a lot, he's like a brother
Violent J's in this m***********
(I like that kid Violent J)
Hey Moe! (What's up?)
How ya doin' today? (Just great s***s!)
That's great, now let's give a hand
To Mickey Clark and the Gangsta Fun Band!
We'll be right back with Violent J

Do your homies have money? Are you broke? (Yeah.)
Do b****** look at you like some kind of joke?
(Straight up!)
There's nothing you can do but get your PHD.
(Playa hata's degree?) That's right!
(Aw hell yeah!)
Player Haters Academy, located on Wellfarm, in Detroit
Offers the finest in player hatin' tactics.
(Yeah that's right!) Such as the b**** hater:
(Hey man, f*** that fine a** b****!)
Or the look shooker:
(Yo b**** I might be ugly, at least I ain't got no money!)
Or the never ending shooting star:
(Just 'cause he got a car he want to be drivin that b****!)
Get your PHD and join a nation of player hation!
(Word up!)

OK, 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 b**** a** piece!
What up y'all? (What up?) What's happenin'?
It's been six months and my d*** ain't havin' it
If I don't hurry up and get me some a**
I might bust this nut on your tv glass!
Anyway, been workin on my brand new s***
A brand new group with my homies Twisted
It's called Dark Lotus, s*** I play somethin for y'all?
Hell naw

Now I been hearin' a little of this and that
About you havin' some kind of a panic attack
Tell us, uh, is it true?
And when you have one, what the f*** do you do?

Well, I'll be sittin' there enjoyin' a coffee
And then all of a sudden, I'm like get off me!
Then I start chokin off pedestrians
Until they give me my shot of calliphilestrian
But that's all over now, it's old hat
I'm a perfectly normal necrophiliac
Just don't test me or pull strings, forget it
I might grab your neck and do bad things with it!

Well on that note, thank you J (Sure)
For real, what's up with poppin one of those Soloquium pills?
Take your a** backstage and relax (I'm straight)
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 God d*** hot
That you can cook a hog's a** in a spoonful.
When a workin' man such as myself wants a little hot fixin, I reach for
That bottle of momma's God d*** Hot Chili.
Smooth tender chunks with chili beans filled with momma's hot b******
Bacon bits, and drizzled with just the right amount of thick savory sauce,
Drippin' with noodle nuggets and Texas tough onions.
Mm mm that's hot, God d*** Hot.
Ask for it by name.
Thanks fellas! Alright yo, we're back
My next guest pioneered the sound in 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 dog y'all, f*****' with the Insane
Clowns, get down n****, I represent the town
Ay yo Violent J let's go half on this pound
I stay gangsta like Vaughn, I dropped a bomb
They call me Snoop Dogg and I can raise your arm
So any MC that disagree with me
Step up and watch your m***********' a** meet defeat

Snoop? (What?) Now you got platinum on your walls
While other fools stare and, scratch their b**** (What?)
They want to be like you, they want to try to steal your flow
Now (What up?) Yo, why is that so?

It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
Some b**** a** n**** tryin' to steal my flow
But I don't pay em no attention
Oh, should I mention?
I'm all about the money and ridin' in cars with suspension
Bouncin', bankin' up corners smokin' dough
Smokin' that weed, hangin' out with my locs and folks
Don't give a f*** about nothin' at all
That's why I'm known to the world as big m***********' Snoop Dogg
n****

Snoop Dogg everybody!
Now we gotta bring a close to the party
(Already? What?)
Thanks Violent J (Sure) My loc
And thanks Snoop for that bag of smoke (Get down)
Join us next time for the show
We'll have that one b**** from Letters to Cleo
(Granny!) That's it for now, I'm out this b****
Ay yo Gangsta Funk, show em how you got rich!
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