Conversation With A Devil

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre

I party through LA, now baby what you gotta say

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre

I party through LA, now baby what you gotta say

I live and lay like Sugar Ray, I listen to Sade

You never see me working, and yeah freak I like to play, okay?

You're thicker than a can of peanut butter, okay?

Talking to another brother, giving me the eye

Man I can't believe those thighs, shit

I can see the freak in your eyes, shit

And if I get you in my coils, I'ma strike for oil

And let me tell you baby girl I'm spoiled

My favorite color's blue, I'm like the number two

Meaning that I like to have my cake and eat it too

She said do you want a drink Nicky baby, yeah

You want me to get it for you baby? Shit

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what up

I'm only in town for one day, what up

Aretha Franklin tapes I like to play, what up

I can see you like the Tanqueray

Shit, my name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fast

I'm looking like MC Shan, flash

Baby is at least a six footer, ass

We can get together in the middle of the night

Hop into my ride, take flight, that's right

You're rolling with a pisces, buckle up tight

Slick Rick talking like, da da da

Straight chicken hawking like da da da

Caught up in my game like da da da

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, I'm over

Baby had hips like boulders, I'm over

Feeling kinda tipsy man but I ain't really tripping

Talking 'bout the next expedition, shit

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what up

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre

I hit the crap table with a four and a tre

I party through LA, this what I gotta say

You're mines, girl what's your zodiac sign

You're mines, all up in my eyes you a dime

You're mines, and I'ma keep on spitting

Baby only if you're listening

Standing in the gangster position, shit

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what up

We can keep talking in the cuts, what up

Damn girl you got a big butt, shit

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, for real

Baby wearing jeans and high heels for real

They bumping Big Daddy Kane like da da da

And plus rhyme pays like da da da

And I really ain't ashamed like da da da

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre

The plan is to talk to your girl until you understand

The plan, we can talk about your pants 'cause I really don't dance

Standing in my playboy stance, I look you in the eye

You're rubbing on my hands

I know you gotta a man, you're acting so bold

That's why the game might be feeling so cold

I say you got control, I put you in the hole

I tell you in your ear, do you wanna roll?

I hear her say yes, you're rolling with the fresh today

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, okay?

Okay?