intro - unknown speaker]How else could you capture the worldIf you don't attack from the backTo the million march... hehehehe(yo, snoopa donna, what??)[chorus]When i pull up to the stoplightI gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog it [echoes]When i pull up to the stoplightI gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog it [echoes][snoop dogg]Boggy, boggy, boogy...I'm goin 65, 75, 80Mashin down the boulevard downtown movin' like crazyIn the fastlane, i've been shinin
Tryna keep the timin on the trackWith the diamond in the backMove roof wide open, scopin, lockinThe bitches relieve, the hoes keep hopinThey can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit inFour hoes on a black tryna put their bid inGirl, put it to work, you gon' do the damn thingHappen, the rest of y'all, eat dirtI'm rollin' in the mackmobile, i'm back for realOne hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the dealBack wheel-spinnin, number one, i'm winninHoes lookin' inside, and they just to grinninWaitin' to choose, while the rest wait to pay y'all duesDon't trip i keep my hoes in two[chorus][interlude]Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 fm on your dialIn your car up inside the four o'clok traffic jamWe gon be takin request right now at 87752-snoop
Call station namin ya game...Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this soopafly hereMan i wanna get a piece of that stoplight shitMan that motherfuckin baggin church[snoop dogg]You see them pretty buttons on my stereo? (don't touch 'em)Don't touch 'em hoe!You see snoop dogg on the floor macPimpin ain't (yeahhh) now sit the fuck backI'm the man in charge, +boss+, my backhand is horseSimple slim, man i'm largeMashin so big like a fo' by fo'Show my do', and if not it's hoe by goAin't a hoe after i can slow my flowMy wheels cause a fortune, bitch i'm scorchinSeen some niggaz who love to talk shitReach for my thang and my tough compartmentDipnap the use it, flashed in my musicKids in the streets askin' doggy how i dooze itFirst place in the race and don't wanna lose itNiggas better watch out and bitches better move it[interlude 2]Yeah baby, you gots ta move your grooveTo prove that you supposed to groove in the moonAs i recite naughty nothings in yo' eardrumsIf you cruisin' up the boulevard in your carPut it in park and let the dogg spark, yeah baby[chorus - repeat 2x][interlude 3]Ohhhhhhh, nooooooooooTot that track you phoneI |
am sam dussel, dpg buckAnd i hate stoplightI always make to the next ?mcmany?I told you right i wouldn't c-walkLight me out, hahahaha![snoop dogg]Half past late and i'm still rollinReal hoein, make a nigga pocket still swollinStill goin, black and white tip-toein'Flash in my playa's car (why you play so hard?) cuz i'ma donSippin moet, smokin chron'Doggy wanna see that dress my locks are onPimpin black-red, who let bag to bluntCan't tell the sunset from the crack of dawnHalf tank of gasRollin' down the window, reach out to extinct that assGet hot, turn down the heat, burn down the streetMy hoes love to earn my keepIt's only five miles left, so i whipped itSkipped it, lifted it and ovedriveStraight onto five, pimp nigga on the rise85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that stoplight[car crashes] |
