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Blackstreet - No Diggity lyrics
Hey, yeah ya know what? I like the players No Diggity, No doubt Play on play that Play on play that Yo Dre drop the verse It's going down Fad to Blackstreet The homeys got abby collab creations Funk like acne No doubt I put it down never slouch As long as my credit could vouch A dog couldn't catch me ********* out Tell me who could stop with Dre makin' moves Attracting honeys like a magnet Giving them ig-asms with my mellow accent Still moving his flavor with the homeys Blackstreet & Teddy The original rump shakers Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strickly biz she don't play around Cover much grounds Got game by the pound Gettin paid is her forte Each and every day true player way I can't get her outta my mind I think about the girl all the time East side to the west side Push your fat rides it's no surprise She got tricks in the stash Stacking up the cash Fast when it comes to the gas By no means average She's on when she's got to have it Baby your a perfect 10, I wanna get in Can I get down so I can win 1 - I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up i like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up girl) i like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up (bag it up) I like the way you work it (no diggity) I got to bag it up She's got class and style Street knowledge, by the pound Baby never act wild, very low key on the profile Catching villians is a no Let me tell you how it goes Curve's the word, spin's the verb Lovers it curves so freak what you heard Rollin with the fatness You don't even know what the half is You gotta pay to play Just for shorty bang bang to look your way I like the way you work it Trump tight all day, everyday You're blowing my mind, maybe in time Baby I can get you in my ride Repeat 1 Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo (hey yo that girl looks good) Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo (play on play on player) Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo (you're my kind of girl) Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo Cuz that's my peeps and we rows "D" Flying first class from NY City to Blackstreet What chu know about me Not a motha fuckin' thing Cartier wooded frames supported by my shorty Ask for me Icy gleem and pinky diamond ring We be's the baddest click up on this scene Ain't you getting bored with these fake ass broads High shows and proves, no doubt I be diggin' you so Please excuse if I come across rude That's just me and that's how a player's got to be Stay kickin' game with a capital "G" Ask the peoples on my block I'm as real as can be Word is born Faking moves never been my thing So Teddy pass the word to your nigga Chauncey I'll be sending a car, lets say around 3:30 Queen Pen and Blackstreet, it's no diggity Repeat 1 Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo Yeah, Come on Jackie in full effect Lisa in full effect Nicky in full effect Tomeka in full effect Ladies in full effect Ain't nothing goin' on but the rent Yeah play on play that Play on play on Cuz I like it No diggity, no doubt, yeah Blackstreet productions We out, we out right We out, we out |
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