- Snoop Dogg House I Built 歌词
- Snoop Dogg
- (Intro: Snoop Dogg, Nick)
Yo, Nick (Yo)
So, uh, how much is my Sandbox worth right now?
(Your sand—, your sand token?)
Yeah (Just your token?)
Yeah (Uh, four-point—, four-point-eight)
What did it start off at? (Three hundred thousand dollars)
So it's at $4.8 million? (Yeah)
Cash
Ayo Hit-Boy, I think it's time for another one
Yeah, ha ha
I'm Snoop Dogg, Dogg
And my rhyme—, rhyme—, rhymes are fresh
I'm Snoop Dogg, Dogg
And my rhyme—, rhyme—, rhymes are fresh
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Walkin' through The Sandbox, my flip-flops on
This reminds me of a hip-hop song (Right on)
No Instagrams, no TikToks on
You run up on the Dogg and get bip-bopped on (Bip-bopped on?)
Back in the days, yeah, they took my songs
But if I get back then I could live like that (Facts)
See, we don't cry over spilled milk
I'm Snoop Dogg, baby, and I'm smooth as silk
Every beat I rapped on, that ***** was killed
Every brim I wore, that ho was tilt
I'm standin' tall like I'm walkin' on stilts
Aftermath on blast from the house I built, mmm
And that's East to the West, right?
The niggas on my team, they say they livin' they best life
A drug dealer turned CEO
And I'ma show you how to get this dough
(Chorus: Snoop Dogg)
Livin' what I call the way I did it
Doin' it my way, that's how I get it
Reppin' the Eastside, Long Beach city
Keepin' it ******* is all I know, know
We gon' throw our set up (Set up)
And we gon' get our bread up
While I blow my weed up
In my Sandbox with my feet up (Feet up)
(Verse 2: Snoop Dogg)
We keep blowin' trees, all these emergencies
A hundred-million-dollar deals with this cryptocurrency
Spitter, hitter, did her, get her—man, I got a lotta moves
Used to spend a lotta bread on a whole lotta jewels
Fools learn fast so I must be the fastest
Took all my classes, learned it by the masses
Surpassed all the masters, now I'm the master
Last thing out there is my Doggystyle masters
Yeah, I gotta have it like a bad habit
'Cause Doggystyle, nigga, was a mother****in' classic (Ooh-wee)
Am I lyin'? No, you not, it was hot
So mother****er, gimme what you got
And we can get off into some ******* shit
We can laugh, toast or blast (What up, cuh?)
Or you can be a gentleman and handle this shit like you got some class
(Chorus: Snoop Dogg)
Livin' what I call the way I did it
Doin' it my way, that's how I get it
Reppin' the Eastside, Long Beach city
Keepin' it ******* is all I know, know
We gon' throw our set up (Set up)
And we gon' get our bread up
While I blow my weed out
In my Sandbox with my feet up (Feet up)
(Outro: Snoop Dogg)
I'm Snoop Dogg, Dogg
And my rhyme—, rhyme—, rhymes are fresh
I'm Snoop Dogg, Dogg
And my rhyme—, rhyme—, rhymes are fresh
Hit-Boy, Snoop Dogg
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