Music Video

No Diggity (A Capella)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blackstreet
Blackstreet
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Songwriter
William "Skylz" Stewart
William "Skylz" Stewart
Songwriter
Chauncey Hannibal
Chauncey Hannibal
Songwriter
Bill Withers
Bill Withers
Songwriter
Queen Pen
Queen Pen
Songwriter
Vick Richard S III
Vick Richard S III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blackstreet
Blackstreet
Producer
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah You know what? I like the players No diggity, no doubt Play on, playette Play on, playette Yo, Street, drop the verse Shorty get down, good Lord Baby got 'em open all over town Strickly biz she don't play around Cover much grounds Got game by the pound Gettin' paid is her forte Each and every day true player way I can't get her outta my mind (Well) I think about the girl all the time (Well, well) East side to the west side Push your fat rides it's no surprise She got tricks in the stash Stacking up the cash Fast when it comes to the gas By no means average She's on when she's got to have it Baby, you're a perfect 10, 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, girl) 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 She'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 fatness You don't even know what the half is You gotta pay to play Just for shorty bang bang to look your way I like the way you work it Trump tight all day, everyday 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 (ohohoho, yeah) I like the way you work it No diggity I got to bag it up (bag it up, babe) I like the way you work it No diggity I got to bag it up Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo (hey, yo, that girl looks good) Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo (play on play on player) Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo (you're my kind of girl) Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo (heyyy yo) 'Cause that's my peeps and we rolls deep Flying first class from New York City to Blackstreet What you know about me? Not a motha fuckin' thing Cartier wooded frames supported by my shorty As for me, icy gleemin' pinky diamond ring We be's the baddest clique up on this scene Ain't you getting bored with these fake ass broads I shows and proves, no doubt, I be diggin' you so Please excuse if I come across rude, that's just me And that's how a playette's got to be Stay kickin' game with a capital "G" Ask the peoples on my block I'm as real as can be Word is bond Faking jacks ain't never been me So Teddy pass the word to your nigga Chauncey I'll be sending a car, let's say around 3:30 Queen Pen and Blackstreet, no diggity (no doubt, baby) I like the way you work it No diggity I got to bag it up (girl you got it good) I like the way you work it No diggity (play on, play on) I got to bag it up (play on) I like the way you work it (hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo) No diggity I got to bag it up I like the way you work it (hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo) No diggity I got to bag it up Yeah Play on, play on 'Cause I like it No diggity, no doubt, yeah We out, we out We out, we out
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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