Lyrics to The Shaggy Show
The Shaggy Show Video:
From Southwest Detroit
Deep within Zug Islands Industrial Waste Depository
It's Shaggy time!!!
Hey, how ya doin down there?
It's nice to see ya, alright
What up ya'll?
Welcome to the show
I'm Shaggy, like you don't fuckin know
This is my sidekick, fat Pat
He goes
He, He, He, He
And all of that (That's right)
Anyway on my way here I almost died
This bitch in front of me was like 105
Don't worry about drunks or late night truckers
Old ass bitches try to kill muthafuckas
This lady's got her left blinker on for an hour or more (Yeah)
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 (Yeah)
You can feel the excitement right? (Yeah)
Snoop Dogg is with us tonight
Hahaha thats what I'm sayin
On the Shaggy Show shit we ain't playin (Hell naww)
And that ain't it (What?)
Also on the show (Who?)
Another muthafucka that well
Some of you know (He, He, He)
You see him with me a lot
He's like a brother
Violent J's in this muthafucka
I like that kid Violent J
Hey Mike
What's up?
How ya doin today?
Just great Shaggs
Well that's great
Now lets give a hand
To Mike E. Clark and that Gangsta Fun 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 nothing you can do except get your PhD
Playa Hata's Degree?
Thats right
Awww 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 shook
Yo bitch I may be ugly at least I ain't got no money!
Or the never ending shooting star
Just cause he got a car he wanna be drivin that bitch!
Get your PhD and join a nation of playerhation
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 atleast
Hey Violent J's in this bitch ass piece
What up y'all? What's happenin?
It's been 6 months and my dick ain't having it
If I don't hurry up and get me some ass
I might bust this nut on your tv glass
Anyway been 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?
Hell nawww
Now I been hearin a little of this and that
About you havin some kind of a panic attack
Tell us, um is it true?
And when you have one, what tha fuck 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 on pedestrians
Untill they give me my shot of calaphalestrian
But that's all over now it's old hap
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, for real
What's up with poppin one of them selopian pills?
Take your ass back stage and relax (I'm straight)
Snoop Dogg is coming up next!!!
Stay right here we'll be right back

I like my chilli hot, as a matter of fact I like my chilli so god damn hot
That you can cook a hogs ass in a spoonfull
When a workin man such as myself wants a little hot fixin
I reach for that bottle of momma's god damn hot chilli
Smooth tender chunks with chilli beans
Filled with momma's hot bastard bacon bits
And drizzled with just the right amount of thick savory sauce
Drippin with noodle nuggets and Texas tough onions
Mmmm, mmmmm thats hot, god damn hot!
Ask for it by name

Thanks fellas, alright yo were back
My next guest pioneered this sound of rap
He's come a long way from the LBC
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 y'all fuckin wit the insane
Clowns, get down nigga I represent the town
Hey yo Violent J lets go half on this pound
I stay gangsta life on, I drop the bomb
They call me Snoop Dogg and I can raise your arm
So any MC that disagree with me
Step up and watch your muthafuckin ass meet defeat
Snoop, what?, Now you got platinum on your walls
All the fools stare and scratch there balls
They wanna be like you, they wanna try to steal your flow
Now, what up?
Yo, why is that so?
It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
Some bitch ass nigga (Biatch) tryin to steal my flow
But I don't pay 'em no attention oh should I mention
I'm all about the money and ride in cars with suspension
Bouncin, makin up corners smokin dope
Smoking that weed hangin out with my loc's
Folks don't give a fuck about nuttin at all
That's why I'm known to the world as big muthafuckin Snoop Dogg, nigga
Snoop Dogg everybody
Now we gotta bring a close to the party
Thanks Violent J my loc (Sure)
And thank you Snoop for that bag of smoke (Get down)
Join us next time for the show
We'll have that one bitch from Letters To Cleo (Hey)
That's it for now, I'm out this bitch
Hey yo Gangsta Fun, show 'em how ya got rich!
Songwriters: BRUCE, JOSEPH / CLARK, MIKE E.
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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