Drop it Like It`s Hot (Remix) — текст песни (Snoop Dogg f Jay-Z, Pharrell)

[Hook]: [Pharell]
Spin around ma
Drop, drop, like it`s hot
Drop, drop, like it`s hot
Spendin money mang
Drop, drop, like it`s hot
Drop, drop, like it`s hot
Spin around mommy
Drop, drop, like it`s hot
Drop, drop, like it`s hot
I got the rollie on my arm
And I`m pourin saun dan
And I roll the best weed
`Cause I got it goin on

[Verse: 1 - Pharrell]
No steroids can make you hit what I`m pitching
Chef boy-ar-P is back in the kitchen
You niggas is scratchin, my niggas is itchen
Don`t keep Pacin but these dudes blow they Pistons
Yes, nigga, P stands for polish
None of y`all is fuckin with he, and this is obvious
I`m Ron Artest, layin down to your garbage
While my niggas in the street pushin shit like Ben Wallace
And any ya`ll could get it, even fans in the stands
These guns is a sun, you`ll catch a tan with ya man
I`m no cheeto, trust this is real/rio
Everything is grandй nothing is poquito
Securitys behind me, with the torpedo
`Cause the wrist stay frigid
How you say it? Frнo
Or where I`m from, in Virgina, we say ch-ill
And the ends also quarter million for each whe-el

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[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
I got hatas on my j-iz-ock, plus the frickin c-iz-ops
All of whom want to hit me with sh-iz-ots til I dr-iz-op
Thank God for hip hop, or I be in the b-iz-ox, uh
Jail or casket, either way you r-iz-ot
But now I`m so fresh you could smell me through a ziplock
Mr. S d-iz-ot, it`s not gon` st-iz-op
Too much pizzas for these piss-ass niggas to get past
Too cool for c-iz-ops to cuff his iz-ass
Snitch-ass they made, they can`t get the boy
These niggas givin` out cases like a liquore store
Runnin` to the DA tryin` to get me for it
All the money it made, I`m like forget the law
I`m not `fr-iz-aid, it J-iz-ay homie you got pl-iz-ayed
Take 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

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[Verse 3 - Snoop Dogg]
((World Wide))
International, nah I`m universal
But you a gangsta, how you get to do commertials?
With them big wheels, yeah cuz you do it big
I stay real, stay sharp, and tell it like it is
I never fake the funk, niggas know I ain`t no punk
They want beef? Yeah cuz, pop the trunk
We go all the way, we do it lifesize
Now my life right, `cause my wife on my right side
Yeah, and she protecting my interest
Now I`m on the move they got me hoppin` these fences
Ay little homie your defence is defencless
A pimp apprentice
Now come here princess (Come here, come here)
I know ya tired of the chit-chatter
It really don`t matta it`s like a seesaw platter
I check money, check niggas, check bitches
Now drop it like you ass on swit-ches [Ziip]

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