Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song G-Spot, artist - Warren G. Album song I Want It All, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 11.10.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: RESTLESS
Song language: English
G-Spot |
| 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 shit 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 shit |
| 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) |
| 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 ass |
| 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 |
| See now look at the picture |
| You got a lotta women out there preaching about |
| How they ain’t a bitch 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 |
| I let you, hang around, so that you, can see |