It's going down fad to Blackstreet The homeys got abby collab creations Funk like acne No doubt I put it down never slouch As long as my credit could vouch A dog couldn't catch me, *ass* out Tell me who could stop with Dre makin' moves Attracting honeys like a magnet Giving them ig-asms with my mellow accent Still moving his flavor with the homeys Blackstreet & Teddy The original rump shakers
Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strickly biz she don't play around Cover much grounds Got game by the pound Gettin paid is her forte Each and every day true player way I can't get her outta my mind I think about the girl all the time
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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 (bag it up girl) 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