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Lucas & Steve
Lucas & Steve
Programmierung
Blackstreet
Blackstreet
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Songwriter:in
William "Skylz" Stewart
William "Skylz" Stewart
Songwriter:in
Chauncey Hannibal
Chauncey Hannibal
Songwriter:in
Bill Withers
Bill Withers
Songwriter:in
Queen Pen
Queen Pen
Songwriter:in
Vick Richard S III
Vick Richard S III
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Blackstreet
Blackstreet
Produzent:in
Lucas de Wert
Lucas de Wert
Produzent:in
Nathan Dawe
Nathan Dawe
Mischtechniker:in
Steven Jansen
Steven Jansen
Produzent:in

歌詞

[Verse 1]
You know what?
Lucas & Steve
Blackstreet
No diggity, no doubt
[Verse 2]
Shorty, get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, 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 (Wow)
I think about the girl all the time (Wow, wow)
[Verse 3]
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
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?
[Verse 4]
I like the way you work it
No diggity
I got to bag it up
[Verse 5]
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, yeah)
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
[Verse 6]
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, player)
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, player)
[Verse 7]
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pile
Baby never act wild
Very low-key on the profile
Catching feelings is a no
Let me tell you how it goes
Herb's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers hit curbs, so frequent to her (Oh)
[Verse 8]
Rollin' with the phatness
You don't even know what the half is
You've got to pay to play
Just for shorty bang bang to look your way
[Verse 9]
I like the way you work it
Trump tight all day, every day
You're blowing my mind, maybe in time
Baby, I can get you in my ride
[Verse 10]
I like the way you work it
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 (Bag it up, yeah)
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
[Verse 11]
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, player)
Hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo (You're my kind of girl)
Hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo (No diggity, no doubt, baby)
[Verse 12]
Hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo
Hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo
Written by: Bill Withers, Chauncey Hannibal, Edward Theodore Riley, Lynise Walters, Richard Vick, William "Skylz" Stewart
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