Текст песни Blackstreet - Blackstreet (On The Radio), слова песни Blackstreet

Текст песни Blackstreet - Blackstreet (On The Radio)

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No Diggity Blackstreet/Dr. Dre/Queen Pen You know what I like the playettes No diggity, no doubt Play on playette Play on playette Yo Dre, drop the verse (Dr Dre) It`s going down, face the Blackstreet The homies got me, collab` creations Pump like Athene, no doubt I put it down, never slouch As long as my credit can vouch A dog couldn`t catch me saying ouch Tell me who can stop when Dre making moves Attracting honeys like a magnet Giving em eargasms with my mellow accent Still moving this flavour With the homies Blackstreet and Teddy The original rump shakers (Verse 1) Shorty in down, good Lord Baby got em up open all over town Strictly biz, she don`t play around Cover much grounds, got game by the pound Getting paid as a forty Each and every day, true player way I can`t get it out of my mind I think about the girl all the time East side to the west side Pushing phat 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 As almost she`s got the heaven Baby, you`re a perfect ten, I wanna get in Can I get down, so I can win 1-I like the way you work it No diggity, I try to bag it up, bag it up (repeat 1, 1, 1, 1) (Verse 2) She`s got class and style Street knowledge by the pow Baby never act wild Very low key on the profile Catching feelings is unknown Let me tell you how it goes Curve`s the words, spin`s the verbs Lovers it curves so freak what you heard Going with the phatness 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 Trumped tight, all day, every day You`re blowing my mind, maybe in time Baby, I can get you in my ride (rpt 1...) (Verse 3) 2-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 playette Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo You`re my kind of girl, no diggity Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Hey (Queen Pen) Cause that smart peeps and we roll jeeps Flying first class from New York City to Blackstreet What you know about me, not a motherf.. thing Crunching ear, wooded frames spotted by my shortie As for me, icy gleaming pinky diamond ring We be`s the baddest clique up on the scene Ain`t you getting bored with these fake ass broads I shows and proves, no doubt, I be takin you, so Please excuse, if I come across room That`s just me and that`s how the playettes got to be Stay kicking game with a capital G Axe the peoples on my block, I`m as real as can be Word is bond, faking jacks ain`t never been me Word is bond, faking moves never be my thing So, Teddy, pass the word to your nigga Johnson I be sitting in car, let`s say around 3:30 Queen Pen and Blackstreet, it`s no diggity (rpt 1, 2)

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