G-Spot (feat. El Debarge & Val Young)

歌詞

(feat. El Debarge and Val Young) (Warren G) I'm the illest, what? I'm the illest, Warren G, uh yeah I'm the illest, the illest you've ever seen Haha check this shit out do' Peep game, look, hmm She used to tell me that she loved me all the time I turned to her, and say that I'm infatuated, concentrated on cuttin it up Body bustin out your blouse, don't button it up Me and you could make a getaway, up in the cut I'm just a squirrel in your world, bustin a nut Slide in the passenger side and creep to the tilt And maybe you could get a chance to sleep on my silk because you come with, that A-1 shit The kind I wouldn't mind havin a 20-year run with I'm done with these games, played by these dames I could exit the drama the same way that I came Cos I gotta put it down for my sons so you, skanless scuds gets none of my funds Cos I can't be in love with my pockets on fee Get the money, the power and the rest come for free, you know Chorus: 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 I'll have to let you be) Baby (Baby baby baby baby you know) *repeat* (Warren G) Now baby, look at the time We gotta do what we gotta do The club's about to close, don't you wanna ride in a Rolls, Royce? Make it real moist Take the Rolls to the jet, take the jet to my yacht Letcha kick it for a week in my Carribbean spot Coconut milk bath (bath), private beach, first class (class) Water clear like glass (glass), waves ticklin your ass Cut the act baby, you need a change of pace I deliver you a whole new world of taste Guaranteed to put a different timid look on your face Put the arch in your back when I'm grippin your waist Warren G keep flippin the bass on key Cos you rollin with a G when you're rollin with me Easily I spit game to make it hot Headed straight for the motherfuckin G-Spot, you know Chorus (Warren G talking) See now look at the picture You got a lotta women out there preaching about how they ain't a bitch or a ho but now if you carry yourself in a fashionable matter game can be matched both ways by a player not a player hater, please believe it It's told not to be sold by me You know what, it ain't my fault *Val Young crooning* I let you, hang around, so that you, can see Chorus (x1 1/2) *Warren G and Eve phone conversation*