Lirik

Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strictly biz, you don't play around Cover much ground, got game by the pound Getting paid is a forte Each and every day, true player way I can't get him out of my mind I think about him all the time East side to the west side Pushing phat rides, it's no surprise He got tricks in the stash, stacking up the cash Fast when it comes to the gas By no means average He's on when he'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 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 He's got class and style Street knowledge by the pound Baby never act wild, very low key on the profile Catching 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 Rollin' with the phatness You don't even know what the half is You got to pay to play Just for shorty, bang-bang, to look your way I like the way you work it Trumped 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, bag it up 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 Hey, hey yo, hey yo, hey, hey yo, hey yo
Writer(s): William Withers, Teddy Riley, Lynise Walters, William Stewart, Richard Vick Iii, Chauncey Hannibal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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