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Drop It Like It's Hot
作詞：Carter Dwayne, Gray Teruis, Moore Kedrick Cordell, Thomas Byron O
Sh, nigga drinkin' don pie and crystal
(Uh Bra?)
All that in the ass, fuckin' these hoes, ballin' till we fallin'
Drankin' too much but it's all good
(All good)
It's all gravy dog watchin' they dogs come out
Thugged out, when I met the president
Reebok's and Girbuads, when he came into my residents
Vest up 'cuz I ain't trust the hoes who we fuckin' wit'
Three years in 86 and the mayor supportin' mah shit
Wasn't pickin' no cotton for no redneck, bitch
And I wouldn't fuck foxy with another nigga dick
Been slick doin' this shit since 86
Scarred wit' mah neck and my tattoos on mah wrist
And my motto is I'll fuck a bitch
Cash checks quick and I done payed my dues to this rap shit
Competition catchin' the blues 'cause we comin' with that raw shit
That brown layed down shit
Stack your cheese wit a tape thats fire slick
And bees like butter fresh got 'em runnin' to the store quick
And it cost half a ki to see my in the club slick
And sure 'nuff I don't wanna see no blood slick
And it cost a whole ki to see me in the stadium, bitch
And I'll put that on the embezzle if you don't believe that shit
I ain't givin' up shit, everything I got I earned
Nuthin' for free, up in this world is what I learned
Back down for what, I know them playas up in that cut
And they tapin' us, my shot they cant wait to bust
So all you niggaz slow down, you drawin' more heat
I read it in the paper already, they say they gonna sweep
A brother doin' 10-9, I'm fuckin' with you clowns
Nigga done take his charge, so mah people went down
Get some were you ain't got nuthin' to do?
I'm ballin' now, I don't time to be fuckin' witch you
Me and chilly ride hod, ready to ball like a dog
Get full of that hen and that dro' until we fall
Don't answer the phone
'Cause they got us under surveillance
Look in the real B
You don't know them people trailin'?
Drop, drop, drop it like it's hot
Watch out, watch out drop it like it's hot
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Whoa, whoa drop it like it's hot
Watch out, watch out drop it like it's hot
Who the only nigga you know that'll hassle a bitch
Who the only nigga you know that'll Harass a bitch
Fresh miggity, Big Dickity, do the liggity
Then you my baby boo, Fo shiggity
You done seen me, got the super weeny
Ridin' with a bitch in the blue Lamborghini
Muggin' while she between me
Eatin' Hizucks, Beatin' Dizucks
Suckin' till she catch the Hizucks
When I shoot the rizzucks, I like 'em I love and I smash
I hit 'em quick in a mash, till the kat K Robbin
Weebon and Bobbin big lip Slob bin on the telephone poles
(Whoa)
The pickle has no heart, in the middle of the dark
If u cant finish this shit you shouldn't have start
With a big-dick birdie man 23 year old dirty man
Pull of yer skirt and then grab your hand
And let you insert, Da Man
Drop, drop, drop it like it's hot
Watch out, watch out drop it like it's hot
Whoa, whoa drop it like it's hot
Watch out, watch out drop it like it's hot
Baby I'ma catch my cut from Saratoga unravelin'
Tryin' to twist 'em with the shit, with brite gangsta unravelin'
Runnin' of on mah shit, tryin' to take what was mine
But I'ma gip with mah shit from 6 figures to the last dime
Cieze my bank account and I still got my drug bout
If I was runnin' with them niggaz then I'd be crossed up
I'ma ball till I fall, What you think I was playin'?
I like cars and broads but I'm real with this rap thing
I still got mah buildings, still gonna make a million
I'ma slang these rocks, from all the way up, They killin 'em
Take it how you want it, I ain't got shit for the doubt
Till I'm finished with the life, asked slim its a mount
How you luv that, bitch
Drop, drop, drop it like it's hot
Watch out, watch out drop it like it's hot
Whoa, whoa drop it like it's hot
Watch out, watch out drop it like it's hot
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