George Clinton – Tales That Wag the Dog

George Clinton – Tales That Wag the Dog Lyrics

Artist: George Clinton
Song: Tales That Wag the Dog

That dope’s teasingly teasin’
Teasin’ my nose
This dope’s pleasingly pleasin’ and
I’m pleasingly froze

All wired up but i’m hangin’ i heard
Bells ringin’
If you slingin’, this mobile dope dog knows
Bow-wow-wow goes the yippee yea yo track

And i’m back
Storytellin’ about the payroll stack
That i’m out to get loud about
Who cares about the anything whatsoever

To do or to pursue, f#ck it
I bark about you. punk, high rollers
Cold duckits
Yea, i’m spillin’ the beans on the kingpins

And drugloards
Just say no, my #ss, this is a drug war
Punk n#gg# need you ask, do i need?
How can you help me fool?

Just gimme somthin’ i can say you simps
Tried to sell me
Yea, my mission is to point you out
He got it there it goes toss his punk #ss in thе pen

His defensе position is irrelevent
And all i’ll want is the f#ckin’ evidence
So i can come up and bust the high beam tweak
So what you got to say for yourself, now?

You caught a case and got that look on your face
More power to the hooskow hours you fittin’
To spend days, weeks, months, years, when will it ever end?
Who the hell ever said that crime don’t pay?

All i did was play a part in a raid and
I’m paid in full
Save the b#llsh#t for bandini i can’t wait to
See you go up in smoke

Like i dream of genie
I’ll jack jack for his jill
Yo, we’ll take bribes jack
Shit, let’s make a deal

Your nuts and bolts were rusted
Now you busted, your mama’s so disgusted
With you and the slap stupid #ss
Things you have tendencies to do cause

You’s a damn fool, n#gg#
I see myself in your shoes sometime
But today i do the dope and you do the time
What you fittin’ to do with that there pooper scooper stupid?

This ain’t poop, this is dog sh#t
And a little bit of it will knock an ol’ funk
Junky to his knees, n#gg# please, ruff ruff
Now dig, f#ck the cat, ’cause we smooth

We do the dog, like that
Now, how’s about a fat philly full of that
World war ii
And that ahhhll you can

Eat bar-b-que, ruff ruff
You make me beg baby, got me moanin’
Foamin’ at the mouth
Peein’ ’round your house

And ya bark like you don’t know it
Thought i heard your whistle
And i don’t blow when my red love shows
And my fleas start tickin’

Don’t like to do my own lickin’
This ain’t puppy love, i knew that when i
Wagged you down
’cause i went and bought a collar

With my last dollar
Roll over, i want a tit or two or three, it
Doesn’t matter to me
You look good b#tch, makin’ my neck itch

The smell of your booty is all that and a
Milkbone straight off the gravy train
Hey, what’s your name?
They call me 68, cause i’m straight

I wanna do you
Scobbie-doo-be-doobe-doobee-do
But don’t be doggin’ me out
You doggin’ me out
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Release Year: 2000