How else could you capture the world?If you don`t attack from the backTo the million marchYo, Snoopa Donna, what?When I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog itWhen I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog itBoggy, boggy, boogy, I`m goin` 65, 75, 80Mashin` down the boulevard downtown movin` like crazyIn the fastlane, I`ve been shinin` tryna keep the timin` on the trackWith the diamond in the backMove roof wide open, scopin`, lockin`The bitches relieve, the hoes keep hopin`They can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit inFour hoes on a black tryna put their bid inGirl, put it to work, you gon do the damn thingHappen, the rest of y`all, eat dirtI`m rollin` in the `Mackmobile`, I`m back for realOne hundred percent, pimp-motion, that`s the dealBack 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 duesDon`t trip I keep my hoes in twoWhen I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog itWhen I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog itYeah, this is radio station 187.4 FM on your dialIn your car up inside the four o`clok traffic jamWe gon be takin` request right now at 87752-SnoopCall station namin` ya gameAw, yeah, hello, aw yeah, this Soopafly hereMan I wanna get a piece of that Stoplight shitMan that motherfuckin` baggin churchYou see them pretty buttons on my stereo?Don`t touch `em, don`t touch `em hoeYou see Snoop Dogg on the floor macPimpin` ain`t, yeah, now sit the fuck backI`m the man in charge, Boss, my backhand is horseSimple slim, man I`m large, mashin` so big like a fo` by fo`Show my do` and if not it`s hoe by goAin`t a hoe after I can slow my flowMy wheels cause a fortune, bitch I`m scorchin`Seen some niggaz who love to talk shitReach for my thang and my tough compartmentDipnap the use it, flashed in my musicKids in the streets askin`, Doggy how I dooze it?First place in the race and don`t wanna lose itNiggas better watch out and bitches better move itYeah baby, you gots ta move your grooveTo prove that you supposed to groove in the moonAs I recite naughty nothings in yo` eardrumsIf you cruisin` up the boulevard in your carPut it in park and let the Dogg spark, yeah babyWhen I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog itWhen I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog itWhen I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog itWhen I pull up to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper rightIf you come back right then we can boog itOoh, no, tot that track you phoneI am Sam Dussel, DPG Buck and I hate StoplightI always make to the next McManyI told you right I wouldn`t C-Walk, light me outHalf 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 DonSippin` Moet, smokin` Chron`Doggy wanna see that dress my locks are onPimpin` black-red, who let bag to bluntCan`t tell the sunset from the crack of dawnHalf tank of gasRollin` down the window, reach out to extinct that assGet hot, turn down the heat, burn down the streetMy hoes love to earn my keepIt`s only five miles left so I whipped itSkipped it, lifted it and overdriveStraight onto five, pimp nigga on the rise85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that stoplight