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Lyrics for No Diggity by Blackstreet:
| | | Artist: | Blackstreet |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | No Diggity | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 130 | | | | 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
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