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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 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 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*t*h 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 n***as 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 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) 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 cla**es, learned it by the ma**es Surpa**ed 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***a, was a motherf**kin' cla**ic (Ooh-wee) Am I lyin'? No, you not It was hot, so motherf**ker, 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 cla** 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) 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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