G-Spot
[warren g]
I'm the illest, what?
I'm the illest, warren g, uh yeah
I'm the illest, the illest you've ever seen
Haha check this s**t out do'
Peep game, look, hmm
She used to tell me that she loved me all the time
I turned to her, and say that I'm
Infatuated, concentrated on cuttin it up
Body bustin out your blouse, don't button it up
Me and you could make a getaway, up in the cut
I'm just a squirrel in your world, bustin a nut
Slide in the passenger side and creep to the tilt
And maybe you could get a chance to sleep on my silk
Because you come with, that a-1 s**t
The kind I wouldn't mind havin a 20-year run with
I'm done with these games, played by these dames
I could exit the drama the same way that I came
Cos I gotta put it down for my sons
So you, skanless scuds gets none of my funds
Cos I can't be in love with my pockets on fee
Get the money, the power and the rest come for free, you know
Chorus: el debarge, (val young)
I let you hang(I let you hang around)
So you could see(so that you, could see)
You tried to switch(understand, tryin to switch)
The fool out of me(and make a fool, of me)
I meant(so I guess I'll have to let you be)
Baby(baby baby baby baby you know)
*Repeat*
[warren g]
Now baby, look at the time
We gotta do what we gotta do
The club's about to close, don't you wanna ride
In a rolls, royce? Make it real moist
Take the rolls to the jet, take the jet to my yacht
Letcha kick it for a week in my carribbean spot
Coconut milk bath (bath), private beach, first class (class)
Water clear like glass (glass), waves ticklin your a**
Cut the act baby, you need a change of pace
I deliver you a whole new world of taste
Guaranteed to put a different timid look on your face
Put the arch in your back when I'm grippin your waist
Warren g keep flippin the bass on key
Cos you rollin with a g when you're rollin with me
Easily I spit game to make it hot
Headed straight for the motherfuckin g-spot, you know
Chorus
[warren g talking]
See now look at the picture
You got a lotta women out there preaching about
How they ain't a b***h or a ho but now
If you carry yourself in a fashionable matter
Game can be matched both ways by a player
Not a player hater, please believe it
It's told not to be sold by me
You know what, it ain't my fault
*Val young crooning*
I let you, hang around, so that you, can see
Chorus (x1 1/2)
*Warren g and eve phone conversation*