Blackstreet: предстоящие концерты
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Teddy Riley
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Markell Riley
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Erick Sermon
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Yo Fellas
If we proper calls the girl from the hotel room at 2 in the morning
Is that or is that not a booty call?
Can you help me?
Bootie call
It's just a bootie call
It's just a bootie call
It's just a bootie call
Hey baby, turn around
It's not what it seems
The way I like it by the pound
Must be in the genes
Only want to have fun
No time to get sprung
That's the way it is on Blackstreet
After all, it's a booty call
Well, you know what I like
You've got it
Just be there tonight
I want it, hey, yeah
You know that it's right
All I wanna do is be
Where you're at
Why must I feel like that
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothing but the dog in me (Nothing but the dog in me)
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothing but the dog in me
Sometimes I feel that I
Might want to settle down
But on my wedding night I feel
I'm gonna play around
Life is too short to lie
I mean no disrespect at all
But if the other woman's on my mind
On the half nine, it's a booty call
You know what I like
You've got it
Just be there tonight
I want it
You know that it's right
All I wanna do is be
Where you're at
Why must I feel like that
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothing but the dog in me (Nothing but the dog in me)
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothing but the dog in me
Bow wow wow
Yippy yo yippee ay, hey
Yo, Twan take it to the limit
Every dog has his day
And I'm digging on the vibes
So we can get together
Make tonight real live
Checking out the front
Checking out the back
Well, I'll be god damned
Is it really like that
Summer's hot
Winter's freezing
Chasing that cat
All through the season
Hey, yo, girl, stop teasing
Check your trips
'Cause I really wanna stroke
You're saying I'll drown
I'm saying you'll choke
Back at my place
Face to face
I'm trying to be good
So we can cut to the chase
You know what I like
And baby, you got it
Come on, let's get this started
Back on Blackstreet
We can have a ball
'Cause after all
It's just a booty call
You know what I like
You've got it
Just be there tonight
I want it
You know that it's right
All I wanna do is be
Where you're at
Why must I feel like that
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothing but the dog in me (Nothing but the dog in me)
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothing but the dog in me
Bow wow wow
Yippy yo yippee ay, hey
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothing but the dog in me (Nothing but the dog in me)
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothing but the dog in me
Bow wow wow
Yippy yo yippee ay, hey
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothing but the dog in me
Bow wow wow
Yippy yo yippee ay, hey
Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Writer(s): George Clinton, Edward Riley, Erick Sermon, Larry Troutman, Roger Troutman, Markell Riley, David Spradley, Garry Shider, Antwone Dickey, Leon Sylvers
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