Lirik Lagu Drop It Like It's Hot (Remix) - Snoop Dogg
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(Feat. Jay-Z & Pharrell Williams)
[Hook]: [Pharell]Spin around maDrop, drop, like it's hotDrop, drop, like it's hotSpendin money mangDrop, drop, like it's hotDrop, drop, like it's hotSpin around mommyDrop, drop, like it's hotDrop, drop, like it's hotI got the rollie on my armAnd I'm pourin saun danAnd I roll the best weed'Cause I got it goin on
[Verse: 1 - Pharrell]No steroids can make you hit what I'm pitchingChef boy-ar-P is back in the kitchenYou niggas is scratchin, my niggas is itchenDon't keep "Pacin" but these dudes blow they "Pistons"Yes, nigga, P stands for polishNone of y'all is fuckin with he, and this is obviousI'm Ron Artest, layin down to your garbageWhile my niggas in the street pushin shit like Ben WallaceAnd any ya'll could get it, even fans in the standsThese guns is a sun, you'll catch a tan with ya manI'm no cheeto, trust this is real/rioEverything is grandé nothing is poquitoSecuritys behind me, with the torpedo'Cause the wrist stay frigidHow you say it? FríoOr where I'm from, in Virgina, we say ch-illAnd the ends also quarter million for each whe-el
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]I got hatas on my j-iz-ock, plus the frickin c-iz-opsAll of whom want to hit me with sh-iz-ots til I dr-iz-opThank God for hip hop, or I be in the b-iz-ox, uhJail or casket, either way you r-iz-otBut now I'm so fresh you could smell me through a ziplockMr. S d-iz-ot, it's not gon' st-iz-opToo much pizzas for these piss-ass niggas to get pastToo cool for c-iz-ops to cuff his iz-assSnitch-ass they made, they can't get the boyThese niggas givin' out cases like a liquore storeRunnin' to the DA tryin' to get me for itAll the money it made, I'm like forget the lawI'm not 'fr-iz-aid, it J-iz-ay homie you got pl-iz-ayedTake it like a man, the flow ran you off the st-iz-age (go sit down)Wastin' ya time tryin' to sue S. tell ya lawyer"Take that civil case and drop it like it's hot"
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Snoop Dogg]((World Wide))International, nah I'm universalBut you a gangsta, how you get to do commertials?With them big wheels, yeah cuz you do it bigI stay real, stay sharp, and tell it like it isI never fake the funk, niggas know I ain't no punkThey want beef? Yeah cuz, pop the trunkWe go all the way, we do it lifesizeNow my life right, 'cause my wife on my right sideYeah, and she protecting my interestNow I'm on the move they got me hoppin' these fencesAy little homie your defence is defenclessA pimp apprenticeNow come here princess (Come here, come here)I know ya tired of the chit-chatterIt really don't matta it's like a seesaw platterI check money, check niggas, check bitchesNow drop it like you ass on swit-ches [Ziip]
[Hook]
[Hook]: [Pharell]Spin around maDrop, drop, like it's hotDrop, drop, like it's hotSpendin money mangDrop, drop, like it's hotDrop, drop, like it's hotSpin around mommyDrop, drop, like it's hotDrop, drop, like it's hotI got the rollie on my armAnd I'm pourin saun danAnd I roll the best weed'Cause I got it goin on
[Verse: 1 - Pharrell]No steroids can make you hit what I'm pitchingChef boy-ar-P is back in the kitchenYou niggas is scratchin, my niggas is itchenDon't keep "Pacin" but these dudes blow they "Pistons"Yes, nigga, P stands for polishNone of y'all is fuckin with he, and this is obviousI'm Ron Artest, layin down to your garbageWhile my niggas in the street pushin shit like Ben WallaceAnd any ya'll could get it, even fans in the standsThese guns is a sun, you'll catch a tan with ya manI'm no cheeto, trust this is real/rioEverything is grandé nothing is poquitoSecuritys behind me, with the torpedo'Cause the wrist stay frigidHow you say it? FríoOr where I'm from, in Virgina, we say ch-illAnd the ends also quarter million for each whe-el
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]I got hatas on my j-iz-ock, plus the frickin c-iz-opsAll of whom want to hit me with sh-iz-ots til I dr-iz-opThank God for hip hop, or I be in the b-iz-ox, uhJail or casket, either way you r-iz-otBut now I'm so fresh you could smell me through a ziplockMr. S d-iz-ot, it's not gon' st-iz-opToo much pizzas for these piss-ass niggas to get pastToo cool for c-iz-ops to cuff his iz-assSnitch-ass they made, they can't get the boyThese niggas givin' out cases like a liquore storeRunnin' to the DA tryin' to get me for itAll the money it made, I'm like forget the lawI'm not 'fr-iz-aid, it J-iz-ay homie you got pl-iz-ayedTake it like a man, the flow ran you off the st-iz-age (go sit down)Wastin' ya time tryin' to sue S. tell ya lawyer"Take that civil case and drop it like it's hot"
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Snoop Dogg]((World Wide))International, nah I'm universalBut you a gangsta, how you get to do commertials?With them big wheels, yeah cuz you do it bigI stay real, stay sharp, and tell it like it isI never fake the funk, niggas know I ain't no punkThey want beef? Yeah cuz, pop the trunkWe go all the way, we do it lifesizeNow my life right, 'cause my wife on my right sideYeah, and she protecting my interestNow I'm on the move they got me hoppin' these fencesAy little homie your defence is defenclessA pimp apprenticeNow come here princess (Come here, come here)I know ya tired of the chit-chatterIt really don't matta it's like a seesaw platterI check money, check niggas, check bitchesNow drop it like you ass on swit-ches [Ziip]
[Hook]
