Drop It Like It's Hot lyrics

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KENDRICK LAMAR lyrics : "Drop It Like It's Hot"

(Hook: Kendrick Lamar)
For my ^!$$%s that hate the fights
Get it with the Glocks

Get it with the Glocks
Get it with the Glocks
For my ^!$$%s that hustle nights

Bakin' with the pots
Bakin' with the pots
Bakin' with the pots

For my ^!$$%s that know right
K-Dot is hot
K-Dot is hot

K-Dot is hot
See my game still the same, never trick on a (*##$
You don't have to tell me, I know I'm the %#@!


(Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar)
I'm a nice dude, livin' my life dude

Trick on a dumb (*##$ is nothin' I might do
Some try to play fools, the shots to they face shoot
I'm mean like a red bull is mean when the eight pull

I'm faithful, to whatever I stand for
That means dough, gettin' my pesos
Gecko or Geico, whatever it stand for

Red and blue flags, yours are like a rainbow
Pants hang low
Born with the best flow since LL was rockin' a kangol

87, one man, eighty weapons
I go hard without usin' protection
Art help learn your lesson

When I pull out, make like R. Kelly, get to steppin'
I'm the best at this profession
I can't help but bring it back to the essence motha$#[email protected]


(Hook: Kendrick Lamar)
For my ^!$$%s that hate the fights

Get it with the Glocks
Get it with the Glocks
Get it with the Glocks

For my ^!$$%s that hustle nights
Bakin' with the pots
Bakin' with the pots

Bakin' with the pots
For my ^!$$%s that know right
K-Dot is hot

K-Dot is hot
K-Dot is hot
See my game still the same, never trick on a (*##$

You don't have to tell me, I know I'm the %#@!

(Verse 2)

I'm a young dude, smoke the best weed
See the act right, see them dubs clean
A sexy bachelor, hit ?em in your strokes

Never bust a ^!$$%, goin' down your throat
The Phantom, not rich enough to cop yet
But picture say enough for the ^!$$%s outta pocket

I can exercise you, you can get a hizzie
When I lean back, don't dance, give me hizzie
Killa got that heat, we know killas in the street

With the heat that make you feel like a fat boy at the beach
So don't try to run up on this on talkin' all that sorry %#@!
I can rhyme and %#@!

If you ^!$$%s pay attention, you won't ask me %#@!
You should think about it, take a second, one
Matter of fact, you should take four b

Think before you $#[email protected] with real killas in the street

(Hook: Kendrick Lamar)

For my ^!$$%s that hate the fights
Get it with the Glocks
Get it with the Glocks

Get it with the Glocks
For my ^!$$%s that hustle nights
Bakin' with the pots

Bakin' with the pots
Bakin' with the pots
For my ^!$$%s that know right
K-Dot is hot
K-Dot is hot

K-Dot is hot
See my game still the same, never trick on a (*##$
You don't have to tell me, I know I'm the %#@!

(Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar)

I'm from a small city, no pity shown ?cept hammers thrown
Quickly push back your dome like an art cone
So swiftly, come get me
If I had every (*##$ in the world, boy, you still ain't $#[email protected]' with me
I'm 'bout my money strictly, as long as I stack my banks up

I'll have enough Young Bucks to $#[email protected] with 50
Now who $#[email protected]' with me? Me and that gun was born siamese twins
So where I move, it's comin' with me
You down right, play with me, think I won't take your life
The scope'll have more dots on you than a website

I'm 'bout my head right and yours left
I swear in the vocal booth is where I'll take my last breath
That's K-Dot, oh you ain't heard? %#@!, that boy hot
With dime (*##$es runnin' on beaches like baywatch
You sit and watch the young child with my money stacks
Add up faster than cell phones on speed dial


(Hook: Kendrick Lamar)
For my ^!$$%s that hate the fights
Get it with the Glocks
Get it with the Glocks
Get it with the Glocks
For my ^!$$%s that hustle nights

Bakin' with the pots
Bakin' with the pots
Bakin' with the pots
For my ^!$$%s that know right
K-Dot is hot
K-Dot is hot
K-Dot is hot

See my game still the same, never trick on a (*##$
You don't have to tell me, I know I'm the %#@!

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