So Fly Lyrics - Singles - 213

Yeah, welcome to tha Church, Volume II 

Exclusive 213 

Got my nephew Nate Dogg in da house 

Nate Dogg holla at 'em, where you at? 

Ridin' in my car 

And I'm listening to the radio 

I'm listening to a sad girl sing 

Sing about how she got her heart broke 

You were reaching for stars 

I just want me something natural 

When you're alone it gets mighty cold 

Don't act as if you did not know 

She let me play with her heart 

I'm working late I said, "I'll soon be home" 

All the while the girl was home alone 

Let me tell you what she crying for, why? 'Cuz I'm fly 

Yeah, he super sly, Nate Dogg 

Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly, yeah 

You know he supa sly 

But me I'm supa dupa and I'm supa dupa fly 

I'd be the great at this I know you waited this 

And I wanted this to be elaborate and so strenuous 

And then you just slide by and wiz-ave 

You on another piz-age, is that the way you gon' be-hiz-ave? 

I know you're feeling all hurt inside 

But won't you talk to a playa? Let me help out your pride 

I'm like a counselor, a pastor, a priest or a physchologist 

A shrink, on a freak, peep my technique 

And I wear minks, gator boots 

And I'm the rip that gets the loot 

And I ain't afraid to shoot 

And I love to toot toot 

Beep beep as I slide up the street 

I'm from the LBC and I don't know what y'all done heard about me 

But I'm a C-R-I-P with some P-I-M-P too 

I'm a real pimp playa from the 213 crew 

Now look here boo 

If you gonna bang or hang with tha Dogg 

You best to get in 

Holla at her Nate Dogg 

Ridin' in my car 

And I'm listening to the radio 

I'm listening to a sad girl sing 

Sing about how she got her heart broke 

You were reaching for stars 

I just want me something natural 

When you're alone it gets mighty cold 

Don't act as if you did not know 

She let me play with her heart 

I'm working late I said, "I'll soon be home" 

All the while the girl was home alone 

Let me tell you what she crying fo', why? 'Cuz I'm fly 

Yeah, he super sly, Nate Dogg 

Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly, yeah 

Warren G, 3 piece with a mink 

Gotta think my shit stinks 

Stacy Adams with a drink 

Pockets pad up, they come from Brinks 

So what the ladies wink 

You the one in the Mercedes 

Shotgun with the thing 

Coat chillin' watchin', "The Lion King" 

Crying and thangs 

'Cuz I'm with Snoop and Nate, singing, rhyming and things 

I'm out late 'cuz I'm rhyming for change 

I ain't with dime for dames 

Hop back and I'm trying to aim 

At everything, that be hating my fame 

Since regulatin', been lacing the game 

Ain't no mistake in the game 

Two-one mother f'in dwizzle sippin' on the sizzle 

And that's for shizzle 

Four times for da riddles 

You know these bars 

Everywhere we go, you know who us are 

You could tell by the car 

Champagne caviar 

Bubble bath, I say I love you and I laugh 

Ridin' in my car 

And I'm listening to the radio 

I'm listening to a sad girl sing 

Sing about how she got her heart broke 

You were reaching for stars 

I just want me something natural 

When you're alone it gets mighty cold 

Don't act as if you did not know 

She let me play with her heart 

I'm working late I said, "I'll soon be home" 

All the while the girl was home alone 

Let me tell you what she crying fo', why? 'Cuz I'm fly 

Yeah he super sly, Nate Dogg 

Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly, yeah