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Skyscrapers (Explicit)

Snoop Dogg
2024-12-132:31 minSynced lyrics

"Skyscrapers (Explicit)" is a song by Snoop Dogg, released in 2024 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:31 long and contains 77 lines and 557 words.

Lyrics

0:04Money money money
0:06Duffle bag on the floor Yes
0:07Blowing fast let it go Yes
0:09Raise a glass for the coast Coast
0:10We the last of the GOATs
0:12Niggas funny when they broke What?
0:13Say they love me when they don't No
0:15With the C's and the B's
0:16I get money with 'em both What up though
0:18Floor seats **** the bleachers
0:19Back to breathing that ether Ooh
0:21Ridin' around with a feature Ah
0:22Nigga this the Mona Lisa
0:24**** being lyrical
0:24I'm a walking miracle
0:26Vultures in my cereal
0:27Music is my vehicle
0:28Negro spiritual
0:29Slidin' down Imperial
0:31Nigga this a different texture
0:33Homie I ain't with the extras
0:34Full clip for the hecklers What what?
0:36In the hood I'm a pharaoh
0:37Blue rag my apparel Yeah
0:38Party at the hotel Yah
0:40Never hear a ho tell Shh
0:41I'm the **** if I do say
0:43Gin and juice over D'USSÉ
0:45Strippers jumping out of Snoop cake
0:46Lil' nigga how the truth taste?
0:47In the meanwhile
0:49I'm digging through these weed piles
0:50Mama look at me now Look at me
0:52Martha on speed dial Ayy
0:53Verified in the streets
0:55Rap sheet got a lot of fans
0:56Energy Long Beach
0:58See through 'em like a hologram
0:59Chasin' a bill' back in the field
1:01Got my conceal call it Lucille
1:02Keepin' it trill on Cypress Hill
1:04You got to be real Whoop whoop
1:05This **** here built to last
1:07Had to break the hourglass
1:08Slow money come fast
1:09It's just a doggy bag
1:11Now go 'head and get mad
1:12Never been a kiss-a*s
1:14Them woke me out my slumber
1:15'Bout to do numbers on your ***** a*s
1:16To all my young Black entrepreneurs stack paper
1:20Skyscrapers get you some ************ haters
1:23And my young rap entrepreneurs reach your goals
1:26**** them h*es through the concrete grew a rose
1:28Ain't tell you that the world was yours? Stack your paper
1:31Skyscrapers **** all you ************ haters
1:34All my young rich entrepreneurs keep your vision
1:37**** your system turn that cap into capitalism
1:40John Wilkes in the booth I'm a hundred rope when I shoot
1:43So tailor-made in my suit I'm the Michael J of my group
1:46This Johnny Blaze and that's Snoop and that's Dr. Dre in the coupe
1:49He get the queue I don't Bishop ain't no O.J. in this juice
1:52Another day 'nother pick up but I ain't playing no hoops
1:55With this inner circle I figured I'd try and stay in the loops
1:58Stick to the script this a stick up but I'ma stick to the truth
2:01Black thought with a Black fist up like I'ma stick to my roots
2:04I'm hot boss don't slip
2:05In New York I'm drippin' with hot sauce
2:07And I'm feelin' real Gucci that means I'm drippin' on knock-offs
2:10Party just like a rockstar and I'm sippin' a Rockstar
2:13Your woman think I'm crack and I know I'm gettin' my rocks up
2:16Most these rappers is fiends I mean they know where the rocks are
2:19It's like they hit the rock and hit rock-bottom to rock hard
2:22But me and Boss Dogg keep a Roscoe like Boss Hogg
2:25My cause? Just because because you lost you a lost cause
2:28Go 'head and get bad I'ma go 'head and get cash
2:31And I don't get sleep I get big bags you big mad
Money money money
Duffle bag on the floor Yes
Blowing fast let it go Yes
Raise a glass for the coast Coast
We the last of the GOATs
Niggas funny when they broke What?
Say they love me when they don't No
With the C's and the B's
I get money with 'em both What up though
Floor seats **** the bleachers
Back to breathing that ether Ooh
Ridin' around with a feature Ah
Nigga this the Mona Lisa
**** being lyrical
I'm a walking miracle
Vultures in my cereal
Music is my vehicle
Negro spiritual
Slidin' down Imperial
Nigga this a different texture
Homie I ain't with the extras
Full clip for the hecklers What what?
In the hood I'm a pharaoh
Blue rag my apparel Yeah
Party at the hotel Yah
Never hear a ho tell Shh
I'm the **** if I do say
Gin and juice over D'USSÉ
Strippers jumping out of Snoop cake
Lil' nigga how the truth taste?
In the meanwhile
I'm digging through these weed piles
Mama look at me now Look at me
Martha on speed dial Ayy
Verified in the streets
Rap sheet got a lot of fans
Energy Long Beach
See through 'em like a hologram
Chasin' a bill' back in the field
Got my conceal call it Lucille
Keepin' it trill on Cypress Hill
You got to be real Whoop whoop
This **** here built to last
Had to break the hourglass
Slow money come fast
It's just a doggy bag
Now go 'head and get mad
Never been a kiss-a*s
Them woke me out my slumber
'Bout to do numbers on your ***** a*s
To all my young Black entrepreneurs stack paper
Skyscrapers get you some ************ haters
And my young rap entrepreneurs reach your goals
**** them h*es through the concrete grew a rose
Ain't tell you that the world was yours? Stack your paper
Skyscrapers **** all you ************ haters
All my young rich entrepreneurs keep your vision
**** your system turn that cap into capitalism
John Wilkes in the booth I'm a hundred rope when I shoot
So tailor-made in my suit I'm the Michael J of my group
This Johnny Blaze and that's Snoop and that's Dr. Dre in the coupe
He get the queue I don't Bishop ain't no O.J. in this juice
Another day 'nother pick up but I ain't playing no hoops
With this inner circle I figured I'd try and stay in the loops
Stick to the script this a stick up but I'ma stick to the truth
Black thought with a Black fist up like I'ma stick to my roots
I'm hot boss don't slip
In New York I'm drippin' with hot sauce
And I'm feelin' real Gucci that means I'm drippin' on knock-offs
Party just like a rockstar and I'm sippin' a Rockstar
Your woman think I'm crack and I know I'm gettin' my rocks up
Most these rappers is fiends I mean they know where the rocks are
It's like they hit the rock and hit rock-bottom to rock hard
But me and Boss Dogg keep a Roscoe like Boss Hogg
My cause? Just because because you lost you a lost cause
Go 'head and get bad I'ma go 'head and get cash
And I don't get sleep I get big bags you big mad

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