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Blackstreet - Blackstreet (On The Radio) - текст песни, видео

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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 

(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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