Lyrics No Diggity - Dr. Dre , Blackstreet
You
know
what
I
like
the
playettes
No
diggity,
no
doubt
Play
on
playette,
play
on
playette
Yo
dre,
drop
the
verse
It's
going
down,
fade
to
Blackstreet
The
homies
got
RB,
collab'
creations
Bump
like
acne,
no
doubt
I
put
it
down,
never
slouch
As
long
as
my
credit
can
vouch
A
dog
couldn't
catch
me
ass
out
Tell
me
who
can
stop
when
Dre
makin'
moves
Attracting
honeys
like
a
magnet
Giving
'em
eargasms
with
my
mellow
accent
Still
moving
this
flavor
With
the
homies
Blackstreet
and
Teddy
The
original
rump
shakers
Shorty
get
down,
good
lord
Baby
got
'em
up
open
all
over
town
Strictly
biz,
she
don't
play
around
Cover
much
ground,
got
game
by
the
pound
Getting
paid
is
her
forte
Each
and
every
day,
true
player
way
I
can't
get
her
out
of
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
Stacking
up
the
cash
Fast
when
it
comes
to
the
gas
By
no
means
average
She'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,
bag
it
up
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
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
Curve's
the
words,
spins
the
verbs
Lovers
it
curves
so
freak
what
you
heard
Rollin'
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
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
'Cause
that's
my
peeps
and
we
row
G
Flyin'
first
class
from
New
York
city
to
Blackstreet
What
you
know
about
me,
not
a
motherfuckin'
thing
Cartier
wooded
frames
sported
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
taking
you,
so
Please
excuse,
if
I
come
across
rude
That's
just
me
and
that's
how
the
playettes
got
to
be
Stay
kickin'
game
with
a
capital
G
Axe
the
peoples
on
my
block,
I'm
as
real
as
can
be
Word
is
bond,
faking
jacks
never
been
my
flavor
So,
Teddy,
pass
the
word
to
your
nigga
Chauncey
I
be
sitting
in
car,
let's
say
around
3:30
Queen
pen
and
Blackstreet,
it's
no
diggity
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
I
like
the
way
you
work
it
No
diggity,
I
got
to
bag
it
up,
bag
it
up
1 International (intro)
2 Once Again
3 Section
4 Pain I Feel
5 Lumplump
6 No Diggity
7 I Don't Wanna Be Alone
8 You're the One
9 Get On Up (Mister Dalvin's Remix)
10 Real Love (Hip Hop Mix)
11 (You to) Be Happy
12 Music Makes Me High
13 Abandon Ship
14 Fed Up
15 They Reminisce Over You
16 Pour le Double H
17 Hit Me Off
18 Intro
19 Réalité
20 Le Hip-Hop mon royaume
21 Bad Boys de Marseille (Version Sauvage)
22 Le ghetto français
23 Une Époque De Fou
24 La Haine
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