Blackstreet feat. Dr. Dre & Queen Pen -
20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of Blackstreet
No Diggity (feat. Dr. Dre & Queen Pen)
Yeah
You know what?
I like the playettes
No diggity, no doubt, uh
Play on, playette
Play on, playette
Yo, Dre, drop the verse
It's going down, fade to Blackstreet
The homies got at me, 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 - 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 open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, 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 (wow)
I think about the girl all the time (wow-wow)
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, 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 (get 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
Herb's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers, it curves, so freak what you heard (oh)
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
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
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 (oh, yeah)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up, babe)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (get up)
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, play on)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (you're my kind of girl)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (hey yo)
'Cause that's my peeps and we rolls deep
Flyin' first class from New York City to Blackstreet
What you know about me? Not a - thing
Cartier wooden frames sported by my shorty
As for me, icy gleaming pinkie diamond ring
We bes the baddest clique up on the scene
Ain't you getting bored with these fake - broads?
I shows and proves, no doubt, I been diggin' you so
Please excuse if I come across rude, that's just me
And that's how a playette's got to be
Stay kickin' game with a capital G
Ask the peoples on my block, I'm as real as can be
Word is bond, faking moves never been my thing
So, Teddy, pass the word to your - Chauncy
I'll be sending the call, let's say, around 3:30
Queen Pen and Blackstreet, it's no diggity (no diggity, no doubt, baby)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (girl, you got it going on)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (play on, play on, play on)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (hey, ooh)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (hell, yeah, babe)
Yeah, come on
Becky in full effect (no doubt)
Lisa in full effect (right)
Vicky in full effect (uh-huh)
Tamika in full effect (yeah)
Blaze in full effect (right)
Ain't nothin' goin' on but the rent (no doubt)
Yeah, play on, playette (play on, playette)
Play on (play on), play on (play on)
'Cause I like it (right)
No diggity, no doubt, yeah
Blackstreet productions
We out, we out (right)
We out, we out
You know what?
I like the playettes
No diggity, no doubt, uh
Play on, playette
Play on, playette
Yo, Dre, drop the verse
It's going down, fade to Blackstreet
The homies got at me, 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 - 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 open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, 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 (wow)
I think about the girl all the time (wow-wow)
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, 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 (get 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
Herb's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers, it curves, so freak what you heard (oh)
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
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
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 (oh, yeah)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up, babe)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (get up)
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, play on)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (you're my kind of girl)
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (hey yo)
'Cause that's my peeps and we rolls deep
Flyin' first class from New York City to Blackstreet
What you know about me? Not a - thing
Cartier wooden frames sported by my shorty
As for me, icy gleaming pinkie diamond ring
We bes the baddest clique up on the scene
Ain't you getting bored with these fake - broads?
I shows and proves, no doubt, I been diggin' you so
Please excuse if I come across rude, that's just me
And that's how a playette's got to be
Stay kickin' game with a capital G
Ask the peoples on my block, I'm as real as can be
Word is bond, faking moves never been my thing
So, Teddy, pass the word to your - Chauncy
I'll be sending the call, let's say, around 3:30
Queen Pen and Blackstreet, it's no diggity (no diggity, no doubt, baby)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (girl, you got it going on)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (play on, play on, play on)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (hey, ooh)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (hell, yeah, babe)
Yeah, come on
Becky in full effect (no doubt)
Lisa in full effect (right)
Vicky in full effect (uh-huh)
Tamika in full effect (yeah)
Blaze in full effect (right)
Ain't nothin' goin' on but the rent (no doubt)
Yeah, play on, playette (play on, playette)
Play on (play on), play on (play on)
'Cause I like it (right)
No diggity, no doubt, yeah
Blackstreet productions
We out, we out (right)
We out, we out
Credits
Writer(s): Lynise Walters, Bill Withers, Edward Theodore Riley, Chauncey Andre Hannibal, Richard S. Vick Iii, William Stewart
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Other Album Tracks
- Booti Call
- Before I Let You Go
- Joy (New Carnegie Mix)
- Tonight's the Night (feat. Tammy Lucas)
- No Diggity (feat. Dr. Dre & Queen Pen)
- Never Gonna Let You Go
- Don't Leave Me
- I Can't Get You (Out of My Mind)
- Fix (feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard) [Main Mix Version]
- Coming Home to You (Soundtrack Version)
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