Lyrical Breakdown of Warren G - Lookin' At You - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Warren G weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Warren G - Lookin' At You" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Warren G When I step up in the place, your chance is gone That bitch you was glancing on If she leave with me, no chance that her pants is on No bra, no panties on Make her suck the same thing that my hand be on Red room, thick bitch with a sandy tone, we gone South beach in the Miami zone, Damn she grown Bad little candy cone One head nod from me, she out the door One hand job from her, she out the door Don't trip pronto bitch, out the door Back to the beach, backyard, Delano All bullshit aside, she a cold piece The type that might go search the whole beach The type that might go out and bring back some thing whack, screaming Fuck Me, Fuck Me, Fuck Me Toi Sexy walking with that attitude You're lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you Although I know I'm with my man, I just can't help but check for you Lookin' at me, I'm looking at you Sneaky ways, but I ain't mad at you Lookin' at me, I'm looking at you Just imagine how this could go, I want you so And if you give me a chance, boy you know its gonna get real Warren G I take mine, small waistline Face of a dime, waste no time Grind on the dick, take mine wit a lick. You still be singing that Sunshine shit It's your world girl, come collide with the dick. Some Hot Zone champagne Heather Hunter, Dominique Some moan shit, home alone on some groan shit, King Kong make you moan wit this, and still want it all In the club bathroom stall, backseat take your clothes off I 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 and it's a lost cause Toi Can we roll (Creep) I got a spot where we can both let go (Creep) If you can kick it holla let me know (She creeps) I'll keep it on the low (Creep creep creep creep) Warren G Sexy walkin with a street attitude Love to get between the sheets 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 be 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 crunk s-i-p remy and get drunk Toi Sexy walking with that attitude You lookin' at me, I'm lookin' at you Although I know I'm with my man, I just can't help but check for you Lookin' at me, I'm looking at you Sneaky ways, but I ain't mad at you Lookin' at me, I'm looking at you Just imagine how this could go, I want you so And if you give me a chance, boy you know its gonna get real