Snoop at Coachella: Dogg Is Back

Pulled up late, wristband flash at the gate Golf cart glide through the dust Whole camp buzzing on the hush, green smoke curling the air Backstage folding metal chairs, big homie laugh What's the plan? Just the mic and the dog in the land The dog is back, ten till midnight, count that down When the dog is back, whole Coachella turned a dog pound Till the last light over the crowd, the dog is back And they all yelling out loud Flip flop slide on the floor, stage hand crack open the door Gold chain swing when he step, whole tent losing they breath Phone lights up like a field, old hits cut through the chill New jam run through the set, y'all remember, crowd say bet The dog is back, ten till midnight, count that down When the dog is back, whole Coachella turned a dog pound From the rail up front, to the last head bobbing and back The dog is back, you can't fake a feeling like that Look at the time, eleven twenty nine, security side eye One more line, he grin, two more, maybe three Doors close at twelve but they ain't closing on me The dog is back, ten till midnight, count that down When the dog is back, whole Coachella turned a dog pound From the first bark out, to the last echo off the sand The dog is back, whole desert in the palm of his hand