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[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 goin 65, 75, 80
Mashin down the boulevard downtown movin' like crazy
In the fastlane, I've been shinin
Tryna keep the timin on the track
With the diamond in the back
Move roof wide open, scopin, lockin
The bitches relieve, the hoes keep hopin
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 gon' 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-spinnin, number one, I'm winnin
Hoes lookin' inside, and they just to grinnin
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 gon be takin request right now at 87752-Snoop
Call station namin ya game...
Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly here
Man I wanna get a piece of that Stoplight shit
Man that motherfuckin 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
Pimpin ain't (yeahhh) now sit the fuck back
I'm the man in charge, +Boss+, my backhand is horse
Simple slim, man I'm large
Mashin 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 scorchin
Seen some niggaz who love to talk shit
Reach for my thang and my tough 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 gots 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]
Ohhhhhhh, noooooooooo
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 hoein, make a nigga pocket still swollin
Still goin, black and white tip-toein'
Flash in my playa's car (why you play so hard?) cuz I'ma Don
Sippin Moet, smokin Chron'
Doggy wanna see that dress my locks are on
Pimpin 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 ovedrive
Straight onto five, pimp nigga on the rise
85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that stoplight

[car crashes]
[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 goin 65, 75, 80  Mashin down the boulevard downtown movin' like crazy  In the fastlane, I've been shinin  Tryna keep the timin on the track  With the diamond in the back  Move roof wide open, scopin, lockin  The bitches relieve, the hoes keep hopin  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 gon' 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-spinnin, number one, I'm winnin  Hoes lookin' inside, and they just to grinnin  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 gon be takin request right now at 87752-Snoop  Call station namin ya game...  Aw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly here  Man I wanna get a piece of that Stoplight shit  Man that motherfuckin 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  Pimpin ain't (yeahhh) now sit the fuck back  I'm the man in charge, +Boss+, my backhand is horse  Simple slim, man I'm large  Mashin 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 scorchin  Seen some niggaz who love to talk shit  Reach for my thang and my tough 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 gots 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]  Ohhhhhhh, noooooooooo  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 hoein, make a nigga pocket still swollin  Still goin, black and white tip-toein'  Flash in my playa's car (why you play so hard?) cuz I'ma Don  Sippin Moet, smokin Chron'  Doggy wanna see that dress my locks are on  Pimpin 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 ovedrive  Straight onto five, pimp nigga on the rise  85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that stoplight    [car crashes]
 
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