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    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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