[Intro - unknown speaker]

How else could you capture the world

If you don't attack from the back

To the million march... hehehehe

(Yo, snoopa donna, what??)

[Chorus]

When I pull up to the stoplight

I gotta have a paper right

If you come back right then we can boog it [echoes]

When I pull up to the stoplight

I gotta have a paper right

If you come back right then we can boog it [echoes]

[Snoop dogg]

Boggy, boggy, boogy...

I'm going 65, 75, 80

Mashing down the boulevard downtown movin' like crazy

In the fastlane, high-beams shining

Tryna keep the timing on the track

With the diamond in the back

Move roof wide open, scoping, locking

The bitches relieve, the hoes keep hoping

They can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit in

Four hoes on a black tryna put their bid in

Girl, put it to work, you gonna do the damn thing

Happen, the rest of y'all, eat dirt

I'm rollin' in the "mackmobile", I'm back for real

One hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the deal

Back wheel-spinning, number one, I'm winning

Hoes lookin' inside, and they just to grinning

Waitin' to choose, while the rest wait to pay y'all dues

Don't trip I keep my hoes in two

[Chorus]

[Interlude]

Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 fm on your dial

In your car up inside the four o'clok traffic jam

We gonna be taking request right now at 87752-snoop

Call station naming ya game...

Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this soopafly here

Man I wanna get a piece of that stoplight shit

Man that motherfucking baggin church

[Snoop dogg]

You see them pretty buttons on my stereo? (don't touch 'em)

Don't touch 'em hoe!

You see snoop dogg on the floor mac

Pimping ain't (yeah) now sit the fuck back

I'm the man in charge, +boss+, my backhand is horse

Simple slim, man I'm large

Mashing so big like a fo' by fo'

Show my do', and if not it's hoe by go

Ain't a hoe after I can slow my flow

My wheels cause a fortune, bitch I'm scorching

Seen some niggas who love to talk shit

Reach for my thang and my glove compartment

Dipnap the use it, flashed in my music

Kids in the streets askin' doggy how I dooze it

First place in the race and don't wanna lose it

Niggas better watch out and bitches better move it

[Interlude 2]

Yeah baby, you got ta move your groove

To prove that you supposed to groove in the moon

As I recite naughty nothings in yo' eardrums

If you cruisin' up the boulevard in your car

Put it in park and let the dogg spark, yeah baby

[Chorus - repeat 2x]

[Interlude 3]

Oh, no

Tot that track you phone

I am sam dussel, dpg buck

And I hate stoplight

I always make to the next ?mcmany?

I told you right I wouldn't c-walk

Light me out, hahahaha!

[Snoop dogg]

Half past late and I'm still rollin

Real hoeing, make a nigga pocket still swollin

Still going, black and white tip-toein'

Flash in my player's car (why you play so hard?) cause I'm a don

Sippin moet, smoking chron'

Doggy wanna see that dress my locks are on

Pimping black-red, who let bag to blunt

Can't tell the sunset from the crack of dawn

Half tank of gas

Rollin' down the window, reach out to extinct that ass

Get hot, turn down the heat, burn down the street

My hoes love to earn my keep

It's only five miles left, so I whipped it

Skipped it, lifted it and overdrive

Straight onto five, pimp nigga on the rise

85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that stoplight

[Car crashes]