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Stoplight
15.211
Em turnê
Hip-Hop/Rap
Stoplight foi lançado em 26 de novembro de 2002 por Parlophone como parte do álbum Paid Tha Cost To Be Da Bo$$
album cover
Data de lançamento26 de novembro de 2002
SeloParlophone
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM104

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Vocais principais
Mamie Gunn
Mamie Gunn
Vocal de apoio
Vorheez
Vorheez
Vocal de apoio
Kokane
Kokane
Vocal de apoio
Quaze
Quaze
Vocal de apoio
Mr. Kane
Mr. Kane
Vocal de apoio
Snoopy Collins
Snoopy Collins
Vocal de apoio
Sir Dogg
Sir Dogg
Vocal de apoio
Jelly Roll
Jelly Roll
Vocal de apoio
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
George Clinton
George Clinton
Composição
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Composição
Bernie Worrell
Bernie Worrell
Composição
Bernard Worrell
Bernard Worrell
Composição
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Composição
David Drew
David Drew
Composição
James Vitti
James Vitti
Composição
Priest Brooks
Priest Brooks
Composição
Walter Morrison
Walter Morrison
Composição
William Earl Collins
William Earl Collins
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Engenharia (masterização)
Jelly Roll
Jelly Roll
Produção, Engenharia (mixagem)
Nomad
Nomad
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

[Verse 1]
How else could you capture the world
If you don't attack from the back to the million march
Yo, Snoopadona, what?
[Verse 2]
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right
And if you come back right then we can boog it
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right
And if you come back right then we can boog it
[Verse 3]
I'm going 65, 75, 80
Mashing down the boulevard downtown
Moving like crazy in the fast lane, high beams shining
Trying to keep the timing on the track with the diamond in the back
Moon roof wide open, scopin' lockin'
The bitches believe, the hoes keep hopin'
The can get in, fit in, back seat, just sit in
Four hoes on a black trying to put their bid in
Girl, put it to work, you gon' do the damn thing
Happen to the rest of y'all, eat dirt
I'm rollin' in the Mack-mobile, I'm back for real
One hundred percent, pimp-motion, that's the deal
Back-wheel spinnin', number on, I'm winning
Hoes lookin' inside and they just grinnin'
Waitin' to choose while the rest wait to pay y'all dues
Don't trip I keep my hoes in two
[Verse 4]
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right
And if you come back right then we can boog it
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right
And if you come back right then we can boog it
[Verse 5]
You see them pretty buttons on my stereo?
Don't touch 'em, ho
You see Snoop Dogg on the floor mat?
Pimpin' ain't yeah, now sit the fuck back
I'm the man in charge, boss, my backhand is horse
Silky slim, man, I'm large
Mashing so big like a fo' by fo'
Shoe my do' and if not it's ho, bye, go
Ain't a ho after I can slow my flow
My wheels cost a fortune, bitch, I'm scorching
Seen some **** who love to talk shit
Reach for my thing and my glove compartment
Didn't have to use it, flashed in my music
Kids in the streets askin', Doggy, how I dooze it?
First place in the race and don't wanna lose it
**** better watch out and bitches better move it
[Verse 6]
Yeah, baby, you gots to move your groove
To prove that you supposed to groove in the moon
As I recite naughty nothing's in yo' eardrums
If you cruisin' up the boulevard in your car
Put it in park and let the dog spark, yeah, baby
[Verse 7]
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right
And if you come back right then we can boog it
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right
And if you come back right then we can boog it
[Verse 8]
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right
And if you come back right then we can boog it
When I pull up to the stoplight
I gotta have the paper right
And if you come back right then we can boog it
[Verse 9]
Half past late and I'm still rollin'
Real hoein', make a ****'s pocket still swollen
Still going, black and white, tip-toein'
Flash in my player's card, why you play so hard? 'Cause I'm a Don
Sippin Moet, smoking chron'
Doggy wanna see that dress, my locks are on
Pimp from black-red, brunette back to blonde
Can't tell the sunset from the crack of dawn
Half tank of gas, rollin' down the window, reach out to spank that ass
Get hot, turn down the heat, burn down the street
My hoes love to earn my keep
It's only five miles left, so I whipped it
Skipped it, flipped it in overdrive
Straight bonafide, pimp **** on the rise
85, 95, 100 and good night and fuck that stoplight
Written by: Bernie Worrell, Bootsy Collins, David Drew, George Clinton, Soopafly
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