You
I put it down for the L-B-C
(I put it down for a place called Queens)
You know I represent the 213
(I hold it down for the big city)
I keep it gangsta for all my young G's
(All the P Y T's with their own car keys)
I put it down for all the ladies
(ladies, ladies, ladies)
It's all about you
I tried to look the other way
The day you passed me by
I saw you holding Q Tip's hand
And girl damn near died
They way you hold that cosmo
Just fits you to a tee
But I just wish that you were sitting
Right next to me
I wonder what was on God's mind
The day that He made you
I know He wrote a new commandment
After He was through
But every time I see you
I find something new
But I just gotta have you
I really want you
I just gotta have you
I really want you
I just gotta have you
Me and nephew snoop was eating
At the serving spoon
And my partner skin it back
Was sitting with us too
And all of a sudden
Your body was in sight
I couldn't finish breakfast
Now something just ain't right
Now Snoop is looking like
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I said, "I know you understand"
You've been through a few
But this one was special, special to me
Is it my imagination killing me
I really want you
I just gotta have you
You, I ever want is you
I just gotta have you
All I really want is you
I just can't fake it no more
I can't take it no more
I need you in my life for sure
My wife for sure
No turning back on ya
It's on and crackin'
Pure satisfaction
Girl that's what's happenin'
I appropriate game
You know my name
Abstract hits
And the bag top splits
My man need a lady
No matter the kind
A diamond shinning like you
You know is hard to find
Time brings change
And change brings time
My nephew want you
'Cause you so fine
A woman choose a man
It's a real mote
Make a choice 'cause me and Ray
We never have beef
Me and Snoop we go hard
Real macaroni's
Why you think that we want
To have this ceremony.
Snoop Dog
It's something special bout you baby boo
I need to know right here right now
What you really wanna do
I really want you I just gotta have you I really want you I just gotta have you
I really want you I just gotta have you I really want you I just gotta have you
(I put it down for a place called Queens)
You know I represent the 213
(I hold it down for the big city)
I keep it gangsta for all my young G's
(All the P Y T's with their own car keys)
I put it down for all the ladies
(ladies, ladies, ladies)
It's all about you
I tried to look the other way
The day you passed me by
I saw you holding Q Tip's hand
And girl damn near died
They way you hold that cosmo
Just fits you to a tee
But I just wish that you were sitting
Right next to me
I wonder what was on God's mind
The day that He made you
I know He wrote a new commandment
After He was through
But every time I see you
I find something new
But I just gotta have you
I really want you
I just gotta have you
I really want you
I just gotta have you
Me and nephew snoop was eating
At the serving spoon
And my partner skin it back
Was sitting with us too
And all of a sudden
Your body was in sight
I couldn't finish breakfast
Now something just ain't right
Now Snoop is looking like
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I said, "I know you understand"
You've been through a few
But this one was special, special to me
Is it my imagination killing me
I really want you
I just gotta have you
You, I ever want is you
I just gotta have you
All I really want is you
I just can't fake it no more
I can't take it no more
I need you in my life for sure
My wife for sure
No turning back on ya
It's on and crackin'
Pure satisfaction
Girl that's what's happenin'
I appropriate game
You know my name
Abstract hits
And the bag top splits
My man need a lady
No matter the kind
A diamond shinning like you
You know is hard to find
Time brings change
And change brings time
My nephew want you
'Cause you so fine
A woman choose a man
It's a real mote
Make a choice 'cause me and Ray
We never have beef
Me and Snoop we go hard
Real macaroni's
Why you think that we want
To have this ceremony.
Snoop Dog
It's something special bout you baby boo
I need to know right here right now
What you really wanna do
I really want you I just gotta have you I really want you I just gotta have you
I really want you I just gotta have you I really want you I just gotta have you
Credits
Writer(s): Raphael Saadiq, Cordozar Calvin Broadus, Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, Kevin Gilliam
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