When the pimps in the crib ma (Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot) When the pigs try to get at you (Park it like it's hot, park it like it's hot, park it like it's hot) And if a nigga get a attitude (Pop it like it's hot, pop it like it's hot, pop it like it's hot) I got the Rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on
I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams See these ice cubes, see these Ice Creams? Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat That's whiter than what's spilling down your throat The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs The interior like suicide wrist red
I can exercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed Cheat on your man ma, that's how you get ahizzead Killer with the beat, I know killers in the street With the steel that'll make you feel Like Chinchilla in the heat So don't try to run up on my ear Talking all that raspy shit Trying to ask me shit When my niggas fill ya vest They ain't gone pass me shit You should think about it, take a second (Ding) Matter fact, you should take four B And think before you fuck with lil Skateboard P
I'm a gangsta, but y'all knew that Da Big Boss Dogg, yeah I had to do that I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play I cut so much you thought I was a DJ \"two!\" - \"one!\" - \"yep, three!\" S-N double O-P, D-O double G I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it See I specialize in making all the girls get naked So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside We got a world premiere right here, now get live! So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Chizzle G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo
I'm a Bad Boy, with a lotta hoes Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes I hang out tough, I'm a real Boss Big Snoop Dogg, yeah he's so sharp On the TV screen and in the magazines If you play me close, you're on a red beam Oh you got a gun so you wanna pop back? AK-47 now nigga, stop that! Cement shoes, now I'm on the move You're family's crying, now you on the news They can't find you, and now they miss you Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you Pistol whip you, dip you then flip you Then dance to this motherfucking music we crip to Subscribe nigga, get your issue Baby come close, let me see how you get loose!