Warren G - G-spot Lyrics
[warren g]Im the illest, what?Im the illest, warren g, uh yeahIm the illest, the illest youve ever seenHaha check this shit out doPeep game, look, hmmShe used to tell me that she loved me all the timeI turned to her, and say that imInfatuated, concentrated on cuttin it upBody bustin out your blouse, dont button it upMe and you could make a getaway, up in the cutIm just a squirrel in your world, bustin a nutSlide in the passenger side and creep to the tiltAnd maybe you could get a chance to sleep on my silkBecause you come with, that a-1 shitThe kind I wouldnt mind havin a 20-year run withIm done with these games, played by these damesI could exit the drama the same way that I cameCos I gotta put it down for my sonsSo you, skanless scuds gets none of my fundsCos I cant be in love with my pockets on feeGet the money, the power and the rest come for free, you knowChorus: el debarge, (val young)I let you hang (I let you hang around)So you could see (so that you, could see)You tried to switch (understand, tryin to switch)The fool out of me (and make a fool, of me)I meant (so I guess Ill have to let you be)Baby (baby baby baby baby you know)*repeat*[warren g]Now baby, look at the timeWe gotta do what we gotta doThe clubs about to close, dont you wanna rideIn a rolls, royce? make it real moistTake the rolls to the jet, take the jet to my yachtLetcha kick it for a week in my carribbean spotCoconut milk bath (bath), private beach, first class (class)Water clear like glass (glass), waves ticklin your assCut the act baby, you need a change of paceI deliver you a whole new world of tasteGuaranteed to put a different timid look on your facePut the arch in your back when Im grippin your waistWarren g keep flippin the bass on keyCos you rollin with a g when youre rollin with meEasily I spit game to make it hotHeaded straight for the mother*****in g-spot, you knowChorus[warren g talking]See now look at the pictureYou got a lotta women out there preaching aboutHow they aint a ***** or a ho but nowIf you carry yourself in a fashionable matterGame can be matched both ways by a playerNot a player hater, please believe itIts told not to be sold by meYou know what, it aint my fault*val young crooning*I let you, hang around, so that you, can seeChorus (x1 1/2)*warren g and eve phone conversation*
