Lookin' At You Lyrics - Return Of The Regulator - Warren G

featuring Toi 

[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 

And 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