Lookin' At You (Album Version (Explicit))

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 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