Songtexte:
That Dog Long Island

You're pretty dreamy for a boy from Long Island You should come to see me on my western horizon Seems as though it's 'cause we're never meant to meet

penn for me waiting Is this my fate Miss me with that mistermeaner thinking Me fall back Never That Too much Tequilla drinking We all that Make them understand

, I do this alone That's the reason why I don't shake hands, in case I gave you a phone That's a buck fifty, long hickey, when I strike I do it quickly

t fuckin 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 bitch in front

to warn me for the best Said Mase, nigga's gon' love you, nigga, long as you fresh Long as you hot, long as you cop Long as you not that nigga who be

outta yourself, by assumin' (Yeah, now the mic is lower, turn the mics up) Our music keeps you movin', what are you provin'? (Turn that shit all the way up, yeah) You know that

dark, yo, I do this alone That's the reason why I don't shake hands, in case I gave you a phone That's a buck fifty, long hickey, when I strike I do

yo, yo you gotta drop me off at Coney island man (What?) You gotta take me to Coney Island man (Shaquille O'Neal) Nah dog, nah dog we on our way to

DJ RED WHATS UP NIGGA {CHORUS} GO DJ, THATS MY DJ GO DJ, THATS MY DJ DON'T U BRANG NO WEAPONS, KNIVES,AND GUNS GO DJ, THATS MY DJ {REPEAT 2xS} VERSE