Lyrics I C Your B******t - Snoop Dogg

I see you can't hit Homers like Hosmer
I'm your father like Hosmer fuck first base
Ten thousand each time I horses race
Ain't gonna San Anita uh
duh
Black face trudow I was rapping about trudow way long time ago
If your soul is putrid then you gotta go
I love vanilla wafers tiny Cookie
Bitches call me the cookies monster
Num num num
Most likely die before I reach forty sum
Ran ashore cryptic looking creature
I'm looking crazy on the street rapping
About my soul like a preacher