Blackstreet

Dr. Dre & Blackstreet - No Diggity lyrics

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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 staying out 
Tell me who could stop with Dre makin' moves 
Attracting honeys like a magnet 
Giving them eargasms 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 
ush 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 

chorus 
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, buy 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 
T rump tight all day, everyday 
You're blowing my mind, maybe in time 
Baby I can get you in my ride 

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 

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 
Tameka 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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Copyrights:

Author: Dr. Dre, Chauncey Hannibal, Teddy Riley, William "Skylz" Stewart, Richard Vick, Lynise Walters, Bill Withers

Composer: ?

Publisher: Interscope Records

Details:

Released in: 2003

Language: English

Translations: Dutch

Appearing on: 20th Century Masters (2004) , Another Level (1996)

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