Song: Lookin’ At You ~~ 2001 ~~ 4:14
Artist: Warren G. featuring Toi
LP/CD: The Return Of The Regulator ~~ Universal ~~ 2001
Composers: Dr. Dré~Mike Elizondo~Camara Kambon~Warren G.~Latoiya Williams~P. Brooks~D. Collins

When I step up in the place your chance is gone
That b**** you was glancin’ on
If she leave with me, no chance that her pants is on
No bra, no panties on
Make her suck the same thang that my hand be on
Red bone, thick b**** 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 h*** job from her, she out the door
Don’t trip, pronto b****, out the door
Back to the beach, backyard Delano
All bulls*** aside she a cold piece
The type that might go search the whole beach
The type that might go out and bring back somethin’ whack
Screamin’, “F*** me, f*** me, f*** me”

Sexy walkin’ 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 lookin’ at you

Sneaky ways, but I ain’t mad at you
Lookin’ at me, I’m lookin’ at you
Just imagine how this could go, I want you so
And if you give me a chance, boy, you know it’s gonna get real
Uh-huh, uh-huh

I take mine small waist line, face of a dime, waste no time
Grind on the d***, take mine with a lick
You still be singin’ that Sunshine s***
It’s your world, girl, come collide with the d***
Some hot tone champagne, Heather Hunter, dominate some moan s***
Home alone on some groan s***
King Kong make you moan with this
And still want it all, in the club bathroom stall
Backseat take your clothes off
I still f*** your bra 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 n****’s a lost cause

There we roll (Creep)
I got a spot where we could go then roll (Creep)
If you can kick it holler, let me know (She creeps)
I’ll keep it on the low (Creep, creep, creep, creep)

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 could choose how Stella got her groove
I ain’t tryin’ to be rude, meet at my room number, 213
Private slumber party, with your name on the VIP
That’s how we get crunk, S-I-P Remy and get drunk

Sexy walkin’ 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 lookin’ at you

Sneaky ways, but I ain’t mad at you
Lookin’ at me, I’m lookin’ at you
Just imagine how this could go, I want you so
And if you give me a chance, boy, you know it’s gonna get real
Uh-huh, uh-huh

Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: December 23, 2001