Platinum (feat. R. Kelly)

Platinum (feat. R. Kelly)

Snoop Dogg

'Bout to make the night shine
Snoop Kellz
Platinum through the doors

V12 rolling nigga goin' platinum
V12 rolling nigga goin' platinum
V12 rolling nigga goin' platinum
V12 rolling nigga goin' platinum

Swag like a lighter
And I keep my swag lit
Man I'm on fire
That can't tell a nigga shit
V12 rolling
Got some honeys up in it
Say your pussy golden
But I only fuck with platinum chicks

Only talk platinum shit
Only swallow platinum spit
Speak my own slang-uage
Still I am the real-iest
Surrounded by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennesey
Loves is a hospital and I was born in V.I.P.
Sick and there's no cure
Bad case of V.I.P.
Still in the game killing you can call us M.V.P.
Whole fucking club jump in your cars and follow me
It's dude from the Shah and the D.O. double G

We platinum
Platinum stars
Platinum
Platinum chicks
Platinum
Platinum clothes
Platinum
Platinum rich
Platinum
Platinum shots
Platinum
Platinum flights
Platinum
Platinum cribs
Platinum
Platinum lights

Let a mother fucker know from the get go
Game through the door slow with a foe foe
Limping, crimping and pimping mixing 'em all
Fixing them all drifting listen dog
My rap is that my Cadillac is dripping wet
You can bet turn it up roll it up burn it up
Give it back to me let me show you
How to move that groove that weed that do that

All in fallin' ballin' yellin' doggy do that chew that
Record sales hoe sales detail retail you fail
We sell ding dong get your momma ring your bell
Back in the club with my nephew Kell
Twenty-five girls in the Dogg cartel
And they do what the Dogg say gifted or walkway
Pimping on them all day can't you tell
I'm liking it loving it cubbin' it govin'
Drinks up blunts lit platinum boss shit
Nigga you know how we do this

Platinum
Platinum stars
Platinum
Platinum chicks
Platinum
Platinum clothes
Platinum
Platinum rich
Platinum
Platinum shots
Platinum
Platinum flights
Platinum
Platinum cribs
Platinum
Platinum lights

Take it back to the back of the car
Mack, mack, mack, mackin' him hard
Like dead core crackin' him hard
Rich nigga with a platinum card in a
Platinum car with mink on the seat
Hoes on the feet, hoes on the street
'Cause they all wanna make that trip to the promise land

Little mama can give it to me like I'm the man
Give it to me like I told you
Grab you flip you hold you break you down
Stop depress drop your dress cause I'm gon' take you down
What d'you think I got drink and you won't drink right now
Two shots and now you ready for that that that now

And I'm gon' give you that
I know that you diggin' that
Platinum smile on your face yeah
They know I'm diggin' that
And I'm liking it loving it cubbin' it govin' it
Drinks up blunts lit platinum
Boss shit you know how we do this

Platinum
Platinum stars
Platinum
Platinum chicks
Platinum
Platinum clothes
Platinum
Platinum rich
Platinum
Platinum shots
Platinum
Platinum flights
Platinum
Platinum cribs
Platinum
Platinum lights

Look at us mob we at the bar, we going crazy woah
Earth is our turf, we on them jets
Leaving them haters woah
Snoop poppin' bottles I got models
'Bout to mix it woah
I see your man he causing problems 'bout to fix it woah
You cats are nothing, call me to clean up man
Pimp is my hobby, first love mic in hand

I got a platinum car
I got a platinum chain
I got a platinum chick
And she give me platinum brain
I ain't gonna bullshit ya ladies
This the real thing
While they going gold
Weed 'em with platinum man

Platinum
Platinum stars
Platinum
Platinum chicks
Platinum
Platinum clothes
Platinum
Platinum rich
Platinum
Platinum shots
Platinum
Platinum flights
Platinum
Platinum cribs
Platinum
Platinum lights

Written by KELLY, ROBERT S. / LEWIS, LEXUS ARNEL / BROADUS JR., CARDOZAR CALVIN
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing

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