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Lookin' At You


by Warren G. Buy album CD: Return Of The Regulator


Warren G
When I step up in the place, your chance is gone
That bitch you was glancing on
If she leave with me, no chance that her pants is on
No bra, no panties on
Make her suck the same thing that my hand be on
Red room, thick bitch with a sandy tone, we gone
South beach in the Miami zone, Damn she grown
Bad little candy cone
One head nod from me, she out the door
One hand job from her, she out the door
Donít trip pronto bitch, out the door
Back to the beach, backyard, Delano
All bullshit aside, she a cold piece
The type that might go search the whole beach
The type that might go out and bring back some thing whack, screaming
Fuck Me, Fuck Me, Fuck Me

Toi
Sexy walking with that attitude
You're lookiní at me, Iím lookiní at you
Although I know Iím with my man, I just can't help but check for you
Lookiní at me, Iím looking at you
Sneaky ways, but I ainít mad at you
Lookiní at me, Iím looking at you
Just imagine how this could go, I want you so
And if you give me a chance, boy you know its gonna get real

Warren G
I take mine, small waistline
Face of a dime, waste no time
Grind on the dick, take mine wit a lick.
You still be singing that Sunshine shit
It's your world girl, come collide with the dick.
Some Hot Zone champagne Heather Hunter, Dominique
Some moan shit, home alone on some groan shit,
King Kong make you moan wit this, and still want it all
In the club bathroom stall, backseat take your clothes off
I still fuck your broad. And all it take is one phone call,
Show up and Iím beatin up all walls
No joke, she broke all laws, handcuff and itís a lost cause

Toi
Can we roll (Creep)
I got a spot where we can both let go (Creep)
If you can kick it holla let me know (She creeps)
I'll keep it on the low (Creep creep creep creep)

Warren G
Sexy walkin with a street attitude
Love to get between the sheets and cheat on your dude
Besides, these drugs, got me in the mood
After the club we can choose how Stella got her groove
I ain't tryin to be rude, meet at my room number 2-1-3
Private slumber party, with your name on the V-I-P
That's how we get crunk s-i-p remy and get drunk

Toi
Sexy walking with that attitude
You lookiní at me, Iím lookiní at you
Although I know Iím with my man, I just can't help but check for you
Lookiní at me, Iím looking at you
Sneaky ways, but I ainít mad at you
Lookiní at me, Iím looking at you
Just imagine how this could go, I want you so
And if you give me a chance, boy you know its gonna get real



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Album: Return Of The Regulator (2001) Lyrics
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  1. Intro
  2. Lookin' At You
  3. Here comes another hit
  4. Somethin' To Bounce To
  5. This gangsta shit is too much
  6. Young locs slow down
  7. Speed Dreamin'
  8. Yo' Sassy Ways
  9. It Ain't Nothin' Wrong With You
  10. Ghetto Village
  11. Streets of lbc
  12. G-funk is here to stay
  13. Keepin' It Strong

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