Blackstreet/Dr. Dre/ Queen Pen
Текст песни No Diggity

No DiggityBlackstreet/Dr. Dre/Queen Pen
You know what I like the play
No diggity, no doubtPlay on play on
Play on play onYo Dre, drop the verse
(Dr Dre)It's going down, face the BlackstreetThe homies got RB,
collab' creationsPump like Athene, no doubt I put it down, never
slouchAs long as my credit can vouchA dog couldn't catch me saying
ouchTell me who can stop when Dre making movesAttracting honeys
like a magnetGiving em eargasms with my mellow accent
Still moving this flavorWith the homies Blackstreet and TeddyThe
original rump shakers
(Verse 1)Shorty get down, good LordBaby got em up open all over
townStrictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the poundGetting paid as a fortyEach
and every day, true player wayI can't get it out of my mindI
think about the girl all the time
East side to the west sidePushing fat rides, it's no surpriseShe
got tricks in the stashStacking up the cashFast when it comes
to the gasBy no means averageAs almost she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten,I wanna get inCan I get down, so I can win
1-I like the way you work itNo diggity, I try to bag it up, bag
it up (repeat 1, 1, 1, 1)
(Verse 2)She's got class and styleStreet knowledge by the poundBaby
never act wildVery low key on the profileCatching feelings is
unknownLet me tell you how it goes
Curve's the words, spin's the verbsLovers it curves so freak
what you heardGoing with the fatnessYou don't even know what
the half isYou gotta pay to playJust for shorty, bang-bang, to
look your way
I like the way you work itTrumped tight, all day, every dayYou're
blowing my mind, maybe in timeBaby, I can get you in my ride
(Verse 3)Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yoHey yo, that girl looks
goodHey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yoPlay on, play on play it
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yoYou're my kind of girl, no diggityHey
yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Hey

(Queen Pen)Cause that smart peeps and we roll jeepsFlying first
class from New York City to BlackstreetWhat you know about me,
not a motherf.. thingCrunching ear, wooded frames spotted by
my shorty
As for me, icy gleaming pinky diamond ringWe be's the baddest
clique up on the sceneAin't you getting bored with these fake
ass broadsI shows and proves, no doubt, I be takin' you, soPlease
excuse, if I come across roomThat's just me and that's how the
playettes got to beStay kicking game with a capital GAsk the
peoples on my block, I'm as real as can beWord is bond, faking
jacks ain't never been meWord is bond, faking moves never be
my thing
So, Teddy, pass the word to your nigga JohnsonI be sitting in
car, let's say around 3:30 Queen Pen and Blackstreet, it's no
diggity