Lookin' At You

[Verse 1:]

[Warren G:]

When I step up in the place your chance is gone

That bitch you was glancin on

If she leaves with me, no chance that her pants is on

No bra no panties on

Make me suck the same thang that my hand be on

Redbone big bitch with a sandy tone

We gone, South Beach in the Miami zone

Damn she wrong, bad little candy cone

One head nod from me she out the door

One head job from her she out the door

Back to the beach, back yo, the line o

All bullshit aside she's a cold piece

The type to might go search the whole beach

The type to might go out and bring back somethin wild

Screamin, fuck me fuck me fuck me!!!

[Chorus:]

[Toi:]

Sexy walkin with that attitude, you lookin at me, I'm lookin at you

Although I know I wan't you I just can't help but check for you

Lookin at me, I'm lookin at you

Sneaky ways but I ain't mad at you, lookin at me, lookin at you

Just imagine how this could go, I wan't you so

And if you give me a chance, boy you know it's gonna get real

Uh huh, yeah huh

[Verse 2:]

[Warren G:]

I take mine from all waist line, face to the dime, waste no time

Grind on the dicktake mine with a lick

You still be singin that Sunshine shit

It's your world girl come collide with the dick

Some hot tone champagne Heather Hunter dominant some moan shit

Home alone on some groan shit

King Kong make you moan with this

And still wan't it all, in the club bathroom stall

Backseat take your clothes off

And still fuck your broad, and all it take is one phone call

Show up, and I'm beatin up all walls

No joke, she broke all laws,handcuff a nigga lost balls

[Bridge:]

[Toi:]

There we roll (Creep)

I got a spot where we could go and roll (Creep)

Whether you can kick it holla let me know (She creep)

I'll keep it on the low, ooh oh oh (Creep creep creep creep)

[Verse 3:]

[Warren G:]

Sexy walkin with a street attitude

Love to get between the streets 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 live 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 crunked sip realy and get drunk

[Chorus:]

[Toi:]

Sexy walkin with that attitude, you lookin at me, I'm lookin at you

Although I know I wan't you I just can't help but check for you

Lookin at me, I'm lookin at you

Sneaky ways but I ain't mad at you, lookin at me, lookin at you

Just imagine how this could go, I wan't you so

And if you give me a chance, boy you know it's gonna get real