How else could you the world? If you don't attack from the To the march Yo, Snoopa Donna,
When I up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right If you come back then we can boog it When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta a paper right If you back right then we can boog it
Boggy, boggy, boogy, I'm 65, 75, 80 Mashin' the boulevard downtown movin' like crazy In the fastlane, I've been tryna keep the timin' on the track With the in the back
roof wide open, scopin', lockin' The bitches relieve, the hoes keep can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit in Four on a black tryna put their bid in
Girl, put it to work, you gon do the thing Happen, the rest of y'all, eat I'm rollin' in the 'Mackmobile', I'm back for One hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the
Back wheel-spinnin', number one, I'm Hoes lookin' inside and they to grinnin' Waitin' to choose, while the rest wait to pay y'all trip I keep my hoes in two
When I up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right If you come back then we can boog it When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta a paper right If you come back right then we can it
Yeah, this is station 187.4 FM on your dial In your car up inside the four o'clok jam We gon be takin' request now at 87752-Snoop Call station ya game Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly Man I wanna get a piece of Stoplight shit Man that baggin church
You see them pretty buttons on my touch 'em, don't touch 'em hoe You see Snoop on the floor mac Pimpin' ain't, yeah, now sit the fuck
I'm the man in charge, Boss, my backhand is slim, man I'm large, mashin' so big like a fo' by fo' Show my do' and if not hoe by go Ain't a hoe after I can slow my
My cause a fortune, bitch I'm scorchin' Seen some niggaz who to talk shit Reach for my and my tough compartment the use it, flashed in my music
Kids in the askin', Doggy how I dooze it? First place in the race and don't lose it Niggas watch out and bitches better move it
Yeah baby, you gots ta move your To that you supposed to groove in the moon As I recite naughty in yo' eardrums If you cruisin' up the boulevard in car Put it in park and let the Dogg spark, baby
When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper If you come back right then we can it When I pull up to the stoplight, I have a paper right If you come back then we can boog it
When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a right If you come right then we can boog it I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right If you come back then we can boog it
Ooh, no, tot that you phone I am Sam Dussel, DPG Buck and I Stoplight I always make to the McMany I told you right I wouldn't C-Walk, me out
Half past late and I'm still Real hoein', a nigga pocket still swollin' Still goin', and white tip-toein' Flash in my playa's car, why you play so 'Cuz I'ma Don
Moet, smokin' Chron' Doggy wanna see that my locks are on black-red, who let bag to blunt Can't the sunset from the crack of dawn
tank of gas Rollin' down the window, reach out to that ass Get hot, turn down the heat, burn the street My love to earn my keep
only five miles left so I whipped it Skipped it, lifted it and Straight five, pimp nigga on the rise 85, 95, 100 and good and fuck that stoplight