[Hook pharell]

Spin around ma

Drop, drop, like it's hot

Drop, drop, like it's hot

Spending 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 pouring chandon

And I roll the best weed

'cause I got it going 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 scratching, 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 fucking with he, and this is obvious

I'm ron artest, laying down to your garbage

While my niggas in the street pushing 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 grande nothing is poquito

Security's behind me, with the torpedo

'cause the wrist stay frigid

How you say it? frio

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 cause 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 cause, 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 defenceless

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)

[Hook]