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 bitch was killed
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 niggas 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, nigga, 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 shit
We can laugh, toast or blast (What up, cuz?)
Or you can be a gentleman
And handle this shit 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

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