Another Level

Intro: Blackstreet<br><br>NO DIGGITY!<br>Yeah<br>You know what<br>I like the playettes<br>No diggity, no doubt<br>Play on playette<br>Play on playette<br>Yo Dre, drop the verse<br><br>Verse One: Dr. Dre<br><br>It`s going down Fade to Blackstreet<br>The homies got at me, collab creations, bump like acne<br>No doubt - I put it down, never slouch<br>As long as my credit can vouch<br>A dog couldn`t catch me staying out<br>Tell me who could stop when Dre makin` moves<br>Attracting honies like a magnet<br>Giving em eargasms with my mellow accent<br>Still moving his flavor<br>With the homies Blackstreet and Teddy<br>The original rump shakers<br><br>Verse Two: Blackstreet<br><br>Shorty get down, good Lord<br>Baby got em up open all over town<br>Strictly biz, she don`t play around<br>Cover much grounds, got game by the pound<br>Getting paid is her forte`<br>Each and every day, true player way<br>I can`t get her out of my mind<br>I think about the girl all the time<br><br>East side to the west side<br>Pushin` phat rides, it`s no surprise<br>She got tricks in the stash<br>Stacking up the cash<br>Fast when it comes to the gas<br>By no means average<br>She`s on when she`s got to have it<br>Baby, you`re a Perfect Ten, I wanna get in<br>Can I get down so I can win<br><br>Chorus: repeat 4X<br><br>I like the way you work it<br>No diggity, I got to bag it up, bag it up<br><br>Verse Three: Blackstreet<br><br>She`s got class and style<br>Street knowledge, by the pound<br>Baby never act wild<br>Very low key on the profile<br>Catching feelings is a no<br>Let me tell you how it goes<br>Herb`s the word, spin`s the verb <br>Lovers it curves so freak what you heard<br><br>Rolling with the phatness<br>You don`t even know what the half is<br>You gotta pay to play<br>Just for shorty, bang-bang, to look your way<br>I like the way you work it<br>Trumped tight, all day, every day<br>You`re blowing my mind, maybe in time<br>Baby, I can get you in my ride<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Interlude:<br><br> Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo<br> Hey yo, that girl looks good<br> Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo<br> Play on, play on playette<br> Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo<br> You`re my kind of girl, no diggity<br> Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo<br> Hey<br><br>Verse Four: Queen Pen<br><br>Cause that`s my peeps and we rolls deep<br>Flying first class from New York City to Blackstreet<br>What you know about me, not a motherfucking thing<br>Cartier wooded frames sported by my shorty<br>As for me, icy gleaming pinky diamond ring<br>We be`s the baddest clique upon this scene<br>Ain`t you getting bored with these fake ass broads<br>I shows and proves, no doubt, I be diggin you, so<br>Please excuse, if I come across rude<br>That`s just me and that`s how the playettes got to be