Polow attended Morehouse College in Atlanta, but dropped out in his freshman year to pursue his aspirations to be a rapper with the group Jim Crow. He was later signed to Sony Records with the group, which released two albums, Crow's Nest and Right Quick, in 1999 and 2001, respectively. He began his early career recording at 40 Street Records in Atlanta.
Drop
Polow Da Don Lyrics
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See my Bentley, what I got when my two Phantoms had a baby
I'm not crazy, why you lazy? I get so politely daisy
Fuck you, pussy nigga, pay me my Lambo do 'bout 280
I sellin', heard you tellin', thought you killin' while you stealin'
Thought you dealin' while you chillin', you ain't ballin' with a million
God made me super rich, the devil made you stupid, bitch
Why you actin' hard now you must want go see God now?
The same niggas you were beefin' with are up in your yard now
If you bout to run dogg, I guess you better start now
Forgot to bring your gun so you got to use your heart now
It's hard to get rich but it ain't shit to go to hell
It's hard to sell dope but it ain't shit to go to jail
It's hard to keep it real but it ain't shit for you to tell
I smoked so much of this that I can't even hide the smell
So drop
Drop, drop, drop
Now drop
Drop, drop, drop
We marijuana farmers, all our rides look like Transformers
Tell the pretty girls to pull they titties out and dance for us
You don't need a Gym Class, crack like Slim Fast
Take a hit and loss a fuckin' hundred pounds quick fast
Snow cone with a chain on and deep off or chain off
My blunt goin' kick the game off, we never take the game off
Find a hater, sign a hater, let him see my elevator
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin' paper
Find a hater, sign a hater, let him see my elevator
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin' paper
Pullin' coupes and escalators, enemies on respirators
Million dollar generators, 90 fast investigators
For flashy cars, the prison bars, mΓ©nage Γ trois
The playin' cards I swear it's hard, now drop
Now drop
Drop, drop, drop
Now drop
Drop, drop, drop
The song "Drop" by Polow Da Don is a braggadocious anthem that boasts about the rapper's riches and cars. The first verse mentions how his various luxury vehicles, including Maserati, Ferrari, Mercedes, Bentley, and two Phantoms, all like to hang out together. He also calls out those who doubt him or try to steal from him, claiming that God made him rich and the devil made them stupid. The chorus repeatedly instructs listeners to "drop" while the second verse talks about the rapper's life as a marijuana farmer and how he urges women to dance for him. He also mentions how taking a hit can help someone lose a lot of weight quickly. The song ends with more bragging about flashy cars, investigators, and threesomes.
One interesting fact about the song is that it features rapper Fatman Scoop as a hype man, shouting the word "drop" along with the chorus. Additionally, the song's music video features various exotic cars, lots of partying, and cheerleaders dancing around the rapper. The song was released in 2009 as a single and received moderate success, charting at #49 on the US Billboard Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs chart. Polow Da Don is a producer and rapper from Atlanta who has worked with artists like Usher, Chris Brown, and Nicki Minaj. He has also won three Grammy Awards for his work in production.
Line by Line Meaning
My Mazeradi and Ferrari like to chill with my Mercedes
I have multiple luxurious cars and they all look great together
See my Bentley, what I got when my two Phantoms had a baby
My Bentley is a unique and special car that I obtained from two other high-end cars
I'm not crazy, why you lazy? I get so politely daisy
I'm not insane, why are you unmotivated? I am always active and alert
Fuck you, pussy nigga, pay me my Lambo do 'bout 280
I have a Lamborghini that goes around 280 mph, so pay me what you owe me
I sellin', heard you tellin', thought you killin' while you stealin'
I am selling something and I heard that you are talking about me. You act like you're killing the game, but really you're just stealing
Thought you dealin' while you chillin', you ain't ballin' with a million
You think you're a big dealer, but you're just relaxing. You don't have a million dollars like me
God made me super rich, the devil made you stupid, bitch
I have been blessed by God with wealth, but you are just being foolish and disrespectful
You could be just like me if you quit with all that stupid shit
You have the potential to be as successful as me, if you stop doing all the dumb stuff you're doing
Why you actin' hard now you must want go see God now?
Why are you trying to act tough now? You're going to get yourself killed
The same niggas you were beefin' with are up in your yard now
The people you were fighting with before are now coming to your house
If you bout to run dogg, I guess you better start now
If you're planning on running away, you better start now
Forgot to bring your gun so you got to use your heart now
You didn't bring your weapon so now you have to rely on your courage
It's hard to get rich but it ain't shit to go to hell
It's difficult to become wealthy, but it's much easier to end up in a bad situation
It's hard to sell dope but it ain't shit to go to jail
It's hard to sell drugs, but it's very easy to end up in prison
It's hard to keep it real but it ain't shit for you to tell
It's challenging to stay authentic, but it's effortless for you to be a snitch
I smoked so much of this that I can't even hide the smell
I have smoked so much that it's impossible to disguise the scent
We marijuana farmers, all our rides look like Transformers
We are growers of marijuana, and all of our cars are customized to look like Transformers
Tell the pretty girls to pull they titties out and dance for us
Ask the attractive women to show us their breasts and dance for us
You don't need a Gym Class, crack like Slim Fast
You don't need to work out, just use crack to lose weight fast
Take a hit and loss a fuckin' hundred pounds quick fast
Smoke crack and you'll lose a hundred pounds quickly
Snow cone with a chain on and deep off or chain off
I have a snow cone that I'm wearing around my neck, with or without other jewelry
My blunt goin' kick the game off, we never take the game off
My blunt (weed) is going to get things started, and we never stop playing the game
Find a hater, sign a hater, let him see my elevator
Find someone who hates on me, show him my elevator and prove that I'm successful
Hundreds in my refrigerator, now they know we gettin' paper
I have hundreds of dollars in my refrigerator, which shows that I am making money
Pullin' coupes and escalators, enemies on respirators
I am driving fancy cars and my enemies are struggling to stay alive
Million dollar generators, 90 fast investigators
I have a powerful generator worth a million dollars, and 90 fast investigators to protect me
For flashy cars, the prison bars, mΓ©nage Γ trois
I would risk going to prison for having flashy cars and having group sex
The playin' cards I swear it's hard, now drop
Playing cards is hard, but now it's time to enjoy ourselves and let loose
Drop, drop, drop
Let's have some fun and drop it like it's hot
Now drop
It's time to let loose and party
Drop, drop, drop
Let's have some fun and drop it like it's hot
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Written by: JAMAL F. JONES, MARECE BENJAMIN RICHARDS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Dionne Crews
This Beat Will Always Be An Epic Beat
mikatteba225
This best freestyle beat ever
King Haki
All these years later and I'm still wondering why this didn't blow up bigger than it did. This shit went harder than most of the stuff that was out at that time. π―π£π₯π₯π₯
BigPlus
I forgot how dirty this was. Rich Boy is criminally underrated.
Jerome Jamison
DIS SHIT GO HARD
Rob Lee
epic beat!
alex summers
1:43 is my favourite part. so eloquent, so true!!
James Jensen
bang this every chance i get
keymillyd
Shit go hard
Benjamin King
Bangin'