Yeah, you know what, I like the players, no diggity, no doubt Get down, good lord, baby got em whoopin' all over town Strictly busy, don't play around, cover much grounds, got game by the pound Gettin' paid is a forte, each and every day, the true player way I can't get her out of my mind, I think about the girl all the time East side to the west side, pushin' fat rides, it's no surprise She got tricks in her stash, stackin' up the cash, fast when it comes to the gas By no means average, it's on what she's got to have it Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in, can I get down so I get in? I like the way you work it, no diggity, I got the bag it up She's got class and style, stream knowledge by the pound Baby, never act wild, very low key on the profile Catchin' feelings is a no, let me tell you how it goes Verbs the word, spins the verb, lovers it curves, so freak what you love Rollin' with the fatness, 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, jump tight all day every day You're blowin' my mind, maybe in time, baby I can get you in my ride I like the way you work it, no diggity, I got the 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, play on Hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo You're my kind of girl Hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo, hey-yo Hey-yo, hey-yo Cause that's my peeps and we roll deep Flyin' first class from New York City to Black Street What you know about me? Not a motherfuckin' thing Cartier wooden frame, sported by my shorty As for me, icy gleamin' pinky diamond ring We beach the baddest clique up on this scene Ain't you gettin' bored with these fake-ass broads? Our shows improves, no doubt, I've been diggin' you so Please excuse if I come across rude, that's just me And that's how a player'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 born, bacon jacks ain't never been me So, Teddy, pass the word to your nigga Chauncey I'll be sendin' a call, let's say around 3.30 Queen Pittin' in Black Street I like the way you work it I got the bag in it I like the way you work it I got the bag in it I like the way you work it I got the bag in it I like the way you work it Play on, play on Cause I like it No limit, no doubt Yeah We out, we out We out, we out