[Chorus]
Drop that bitch, drop that bitch, drop that bitch
Drop that bitch, drop that bitch, drop that bitch
Drop that bitch, drop that bitch, drop that bitch
Drop that bitch, drop that bitch, drop that bitch
Drop that bitch, drop that bitch, drop that bitch
Drop that bitch, drop that bitch, drop that bitch

[Verse 1: Kurupt]
In that muthafucka hanging
And she forever be singing
With that thing in the back
Make it backtrack, look up
It’s somewhat banging
When I pull up and bang that track
In the four
And it ain’t no stopping the show
L.A metropolis so
There just ain’t no stoppin’ when I hit that
Bomb head in my car
Got that bomb weed in my drawer
Got them bomb seeds in my garden
Valley Girl, Dolly Parton
If that shit don’t be poppin’
Got them dope fiends in Compton
Got my niggas rose and my bitches tho
These mothafuckas keep poppin’ molly
Broccoli in my pocket's pocket
Oxys and my pocket's brolic
Smoking heavy in my Impala chevy parking and
It's that gangsta instrumental
Original indo
For the hoes in sexy clothes
They nigga never touched the bank roll
Lemme get that
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