Andre Nickatina - Conversation With A Devil Lyrics
Khan...My name is Nicky, but you can call me DreI party through L.A, now baby what you gotta say[Verse 1]My name is Nicky, but you can call me DreI party through L.A., now baby what you gotta sayI live and lay like Sugar Ray, I listen to SadeYou never see me workin, and yeah freak I like to play, OK?You're thicker than a can of peanut butter, OK?Talkin' to another brother, givin' me the eyeMan I can't believe those thighs, shitI can see the freak in your eyes, shitAnd if I get you in my coils(?), I'ma strike for oilAnd let me tell you baby girl I'm spoiledMy favorite colour's blue, I'm like the number twoMeanin' that I like to have my cake 'n eat it tooShe said, "Do you want a drink Nicky baby?" -"Yeah""You want me to get it for you baby?"Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what upI'm only in town for one day, what upAretha Franklin tapes I like to play, what upI can see you like the TanquerayShit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fastI'm lookin' like MC Shan, flashBaby is at least a six footer, assWe can get together in the middle of the nightHop into my ride, take flight, that's rightYou're rollin' with a pisces, buckle up tightSlick Rick talkin' like, "da da da..."Straight chicken hawkin' like, "da da da..."Caught up in my game like, "da da da..."My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, I'm overBaby had hips like boulders, I'm overFeelin' kinda tipsy man but I ain't really trippin'Talkin' bout the next expeditionShit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre (what up)[Verse 2]My name is Nicky, but you can call me DreI hit the ... (?)I party through L.A., this what I gotta say;You're minesGirl what's your zodiac sign?You're minesAll up in my eyes, you a dimeYou're minesAnd I'ma keep on spittin' baby only if you're listenin'Standin' in the gangsta positionShit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what upWe can keep talkin' in the cuts, what upDamn girl ya got a big buttShit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fo' realBaby wearin' jeans 'n high heels, fo' realThey bumpin' Big Daddy Kane like, "da da da..."And plus rhyme pays like, "da da da..."And I really ain't ashamed like, "da da da..."My name is Nicky, but you can call me DreThe plan is to talk to ya girl until you understandThe plan, we can talk about your pants(?) cuz I really don't danceStandin' in my playboy stanceI look you in the eye, you're rubbin' on my handsI know you got a man, ya actin' so boldThat's why the game might be feelin' so coldI say you got control, I put you in the holeI tell you in your ear, "Do you wanna roll?"I hear her say "yes"You're rollin' with the fresh, todayMy name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, OK?(OK?)
