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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)
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)