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letra de house i built - snoop dogg

house i built lyrics
[interlude: snoop dogg, nick]
yo, nick (yo)
so, uh, how much is my sandbox worth right now?
your sand— your sand token?
yeah, what’s my— (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

[intro: snoop dogg]
ayo, hit-boy
i think it’s time for another one
yeah, haha
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 with 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 b-tch was k!lled
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, uh (haha)
and that’s east to the west, right?
the n-ggas 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 east side, long beach city
keepin’ it gangsta is all i know, know
we gon’ throw our set up (set up)
and we gon’ get our bread up
while i roll 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, n-gga, was a motherf-ckin’ classic (ooh-wee)
am i lyin’? no, you not
it was hot, so motherf-cker, gimme what you got
now we can get off into some gangsta sh-t
we can laugh, toast or blast (what up, cuz?)
or you can be a gentleman
and handle this sh-t 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 east side, long beach city
keepin’ it gangsta is all i know, know
we gon’ throw our set up (set up)
and we gon’ get our bread up
while i roll my weed up
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

- snoop dogg

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