| Song Length |
3:21 |
Genre |
Rap - General, Rap - DJs |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
| Mood |
Sociable, Cheerful |
Subject |
Power, Party |
| Similar Artists |
Public Enemy, The Fugees |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Drop it like that, blow it up. Drop it like that y'all.
You hear the bass on it, you hear the drums on it, come on bounce with it, this is how we ride to it.
You got the taste for it, you got the guts for it, you can shine with it homey, let me grind with it.
Oh God, to the break of dawn, I got you hot girl, how you like me now?
Every time I come around girl it's going down, been around the world you know my style.
Once again it's on it don't stop, when I hit the joint I'm on point with my composition.
Ain't got no competition, get in line, put it walk or join the old position, no one can stop my mission.
My inspiration, elevation for contribution, to the progression of this rap nation, my culture.
I see the future, paint the picture, to make you figure, 'cos I do it for my people.
Hay J I can do it all day, so make way or get blaze, everything is okay.
Check out the flows I'm giving, just like the dough I'm flipping, stacking above the ceiling, suckers be catching peelings.
Everybody got a style somewhere up in the style, all you've got to do is find it 'cos I'll find mine.
Own style when I'm rapping to the crowd, that's why I rap like that original from the house.