*featuring Jay-Z, Pharrell
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[Hook: Pharell]
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Spin around ma
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Drop, drop, like it's hot
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Drop, drop, like it's hot
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Spendin money mang
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Drop, drop, like it's hot
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Drop, drop, like it's hot
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Spin around mommy
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Drop, drop, like it's hot
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Drop, drop, like it's hot
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I got the rollie on my arm
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And I'm pourin saun dan
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And I roll the best weed
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'Cause I got it goin on
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[Verse: 1 - Pharrell]
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No steroids can make you hit what I'm pitching
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Chef boy-ar-P is back in the kitchen
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You niggas is scratchin, my niggas is itchen
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Don't keep "Pacin" but these dudes blow they "Pistons"
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Yes, nigga, P stands for polish
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None of y'all is fuckin with he, and this is obvious
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I'm Ron Artest, layin down to your garbage
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While my niggas in the street pushin shit like Ben Wallace
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And any ya'll could get it, even fans in the stands
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These guns is a sun, you'll catch a tan with ya man
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I'm no cheeto, trust this is real/rio
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Everything is grande nothing is poquito
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Securitys behind me, with the torpedo
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'Cause the wrist stay frigid
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How you say it? Frio
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Or where I'm from, in Virgina, we say ch-ill
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And the ends also quarter million for each whe-el
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2 - Jay-Z]
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I got hatas on my j-iz-ock, plus the frickin c-iz-ops
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All of whom want to hit me with sh-iz-ots til I dr-iz-op
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Thank God for hip hop, or I be in the b-iz-ox, uh
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Jail or casket, either way you r-iz-ot
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But now I'm so fresh you could smell me through a ziplock
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Mr. S d-iz-ot, it's not gon' st-iz-op
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Too much pizzas for these piss-ass niggas to get past
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Too cool for c-iz-ops to cuff his iz-ass
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Snitch-ass they made, they can't get the boy
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These niggas givin' out cases like a liquore store
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Runnin' to the DA tryin' to get me for it
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All the money it made, I'm like forget the law
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I'm not 'fr-iz-aid, it J-iz-ay homie you got pl-iz-ayed
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Take it like a man, the flow ran you off the st-iz-age (go sit down)
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Wastin' ya time tryin' to sue S. tell ya lawyer
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"Take that civil case and drop it like it's hot"
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3 - Snoop Dogg]
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(World Wide)
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International, nah I'm universal
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But you a gangsta, how you get to do commertials?
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With them big wheels, yeah cuz you do it big
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I stay real, stay sharp, and tell it like it is
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I never fake the funk, niggas know I ain't no punk
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They want beef? Yeah cuz, pop the trunk
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We go all the way, we do it lifesize
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Now my life right, 'cause my wife on my right side
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Yeah, and she protecting my interest
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Now I'm on the move they got me hoppin' these fences
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Ay little homie your defence is defencless
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A pimp apprentice
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Now come here princess (Come here, come here)
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I know ya tired of the chit-chatter
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It really don't matta it's like a seesaw platter
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I check money, check niggas, check bitches
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Now drop it like you ass on swit-ches (Ziip)
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[Hook]
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Drop It Like It's Hot (Remix)
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