Don't Drop It Lyrics by G. Love And Special Sauce

Won't you pass that mic right here
You know I will not f*ckin' drop it
So you thought that I would stop it
But I got more shits in my pocket

I say don't, duh-don't-don't drop it (the funky beat)
Don't, duh-don't-don't drop it, (the funky beat)
Don't, duh-don't-don't drop it, (the funky beat)

This is how we kick it
And this is how we do it
This original style's mine
So why would you ruin it
So you thought that G was all washed up
But the ring around the collar is so damn tough
You know I'm not the type of brutha, like enough's enough
And what you want to start something
When you start it all
See I flow like the breeze
Right down the road
Mind my own biz you I find my mother lode
I'm getting paid in the shade
For the words that I say
With the rules that I play
For the moves that I make
It's amazing just like the boy
Peter Parker's gettin' white as a cloud, but my soul is deep
And deep gets my stuff
The deeper you dip
The best tasting water in the bottom of the well
Raining like a thunderstorm
And you about to get wet cause the heat is on

I'm coming up
I'm coming on
I'm coming on, I'm coming on, I'm coming on
I'm coming up
I'm coming on
I'm coming (come on)

I got the blues, brother
Like Dan Aykroyd
I smoke a lotta weed
But I don't get paranoid
Don't freak
I got the flavors like lemonade
My stock is steady rising like I'm on e-trade
I don't date a girl with the thunder thighs
I got the Mai Tai special with the light brown eyes
To make the bread you must have the rise
It pays, it pays to advertise
But I won't shove my shit right down your throat
And if you like my freestyle, then check out what I wrote

Don't, duh-don't-don't drop it (the funky beat)
Don't, duh-don't-don't drop it (the funky beat)
Don't, duh-don't-don't drop it (the funky beat)

My style's on lockdown
So please don't pick my brain
Tongue-twister try to stump me
So I broke the chain
Breaker-breaker one-nine
You know my cover is blown
So let's fire up this joint on the microphone
See I rock the party hard but the party won't break
You said the neighbors were cool--dog, you made a mistake
Damn, the cops are coming, I'm running out the back door
Jump over the fence, you never see me no more
Yeah, I'm coming on, coming on, coming on

I'm coming up
I'm coming on
I'm coming (come on)
Aw yeah