G - Spot Lyrics - I Want It All - 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 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 

'cause I gotta put it down for my sons 

so you, skanless scuds gets none of my funds 

'cause 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: x2] 

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 want to 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 Caribbean 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 

'cause 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] 

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 

[Chorus]