1. YouYou

    Album: All Hits at the House of Blues
    Release Date: 10/14/03
    Label: Pookie Entertainment

Lyrics for "You"

Explicit version of "You" lyrics

I put it down for the LBC
(I put it down for a place called Queens)
You know I represent the 213
(I hold it down for the big city)

I keep it gangsta for all my young G's
(All the P Y T's with their own car keys)
I put it down for all the ladies
(ladies, ladies, ladies)
It's all about you

I tried to look the other way
The day you passed me by
I saw you holding Q Tip's hand
And girl damn near died

They way you hold that cosmo
Just fits you to a tee
But I just wish that you were sitting
Right next to me

I wonder what was on God's mind
The day that He made you
I know He wrote a new commandment
After He was through

But every time I see you
I find something new
But I just gotta have you

I really want you
I just gotta have you
I really want you
I just gotta have you

Me and nephew snoop was eating
At the serving spoon
And my partner skin it back
Was sitting with us too

And all of a sudden
Your body was in sight
I couldn't finish breakfast
Now something just ain't right

Now Snoop is looking like
What the hell is wrong with you?
I said, "I know you understand"
You've been through a few
But this one was special, special to me
Is it my imagination killing me

I really want you
I just gotta have you

You, I ever want is you
I just gotta have you
All I really want is you

I just can't fake it no more
I can't take it no more
I need you in my life for sure
My wife for sure

No turning back on ya
It's on and crackin'
Pure satisfaction
Girl that's what's happenin'

I appropriate game
You know my name
Abstract hits
And the bag top splits

My man need a lady
No matter the kind
A diamond shinning like you
You know is hard to find

Time brings change
And change brings time
My nephew want you
'Cause you so fine

A woman choose a man
It's a real motee
Make a choice 'cause me and Ray
We never have b***

Me and Snoop we go hard
Real macaroni's
Why you think that we want
To have this ceramony, Snoop Dog

It's something special bout you baby boo
I need to know right here right now
What you really wanna do

I really want you
I just gotta have you
I really want you
I just gotta have you

I really want you
I just gotta have you
I really want you
I just gotta have you

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