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Yeah, you know what?
I like to play this
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playa
Play on playa
Yo, Street, drop the verse
Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, she got game by the pound
Gettin' paid is her forte
Each and every day, true playa way
I can't get her outta my mind
I think about the girl all the time
East side to the west side
Pushin' phat rides, it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash, stackin' up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
It's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in
Can I get down so I can win?
I like the way you work it, no diggity
I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it, no diggity
I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it, no diggity
I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it, no diggity
I got to bag it up
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Baby never act wild
Very low key on the profile
Catchin' feelings is a no
Let me tell you how it goes
Herb's the word, spin's the verb
Love'll hit the curb, so freak what ya heard
Rollin' with the phatness
You don't even know what the half is
You got to pay to play
Just for shorty bang-bang to look your way
I like the way you work it
Trump tight all day every day
You're blowin' my mind, maybe in time
Baby, I can get you in my ride
I like the way you work it, no diggity
I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it, no diggity
I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it, no diggity
I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it, no diggity
I got to bag it up
Play on, play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on, play on
'Cause that's my peeps and we roll deep
Flyin' first class from New York City to Blackstreet
What you know about me? Not a motherfuckin' thing
Cartier wooden frames sported by my shorty
As for me, icy gleaming pinky diamond ring
We be's the baddest clique up on the scene
Ain't you gettin' bored with these fake ass broads?
I show and prove no doubt, I'll be lettin' you know
Please excuse if I come across rude
That's just me, and that's how a playa's got to be
Stay kickin' game with a capital G
Ask the peoples on my block, I'm as real as can be
Word is bond, fakin' moves has never been my flavor
So Teddy, pass the word to your nigga Chauncey
I'll be sittin' in the car, let's say around 3:30
Queen Ava and Blackstreet, it's no diggity
No diggity, no diggity
No diggity, no diggity
No diggity, no diggity
No diggity, no diggity
No diggity, no diggity
No diggity, no diggity
No diggity, no diggity
No diggity, no diggity
I like the way you work it, ooh
I like the way you work it, ooh
I like the way you work it, ooh
I like the way you work it, ooh



Autor(en): Lynise Walters, William Stewart, Chauncey Andre Hannibal, Bill Withers, Richard S. Vick Iii, Edward Theodore Riley Copyright: Universal Music Works, Universal Music - Z Tunes Llc, City Housing Publishing, Royalty Recovery Inc, Notting Hill Music (uk) Ltd., Universal Music - Z Tunes Llc.


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