So Fly Lyrics

Yeah, welcome to tha Church, Volume II
Exclusive 213
Got my nephew Nate Dogg in da house
Nate Dogg holla at 'em, where you at?Ridin' in my car
And I'm listening to the radio
I'm listening to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart brokeYou were reaching for stars
I just want me something natural
When you're alone it gets mighty cold
Don't act as if you did not knowShe let me play with her heart
I'm working late I said, "I'll soon be home"
All the while the girl was home alone
Let me tell you what she crying for, why? 'Cuz I'm flyYeah, he super sly, Nate Dogg
Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly, yeah
You know he supa sly
But me I'm supa dupa and I'm supa dupa flyI'd be the great at this I know you waited this
And I wanted this to be elaborate and so strenuous
And then you just slide by and wiz-ave

You on another piz-age, is that the way you gon' be-hiz-ave?I know you're feeling all hurt inside
But won't you talk to a playa? Let me help out your pride
I'm like a counselor, a pastor, a priest or a physchologist
A shrink, on a freak, peep my techniqueAnd I wear minks, gator boots
And I'm the rip that gets the loot
And I ain't afraid to shoot
And I love to toot tootBeep beep as I slide up the street
I'm from the LBC and I don't know what y'all done heard about me
But I'm a C-R-I-P with some P-I-M-P too
I'm a real pimp playa from the 213 crewNow look here boo
If you gonna bang or hang with tha Dogg
You best to get in
Holla at her Nate DoggRidin' in my car
And I'm listening to the radio
I'm listening to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart brokeYou were reaching for stars
I just want me something natural
When you're alone it gets mighty cold
Don't act as if you did not knowShe let me play with her heart
I'm working late I said, "I'll soon be home"
All the while the girl was home alone
Let me tell you what she crying fo', why? 'Cuz I'm flyYeah, he super sly, Nate Dogg
Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly, yeahWarren G, 3 piece with a mink
Gotta think my shit stinks
Stacy Adams with a drink
Pockets pad up, they come from BrinksSo what the ladies wink
You the one in the Mercedes
Shotgun with the thing
Coat chillin' watchin', "The Lion King"Crying and thangs
'Cuz I'm with Snoop and Nate, singing, rhyming and things
I'm out late 'cuz I'm rhyming for change
I ain't with dime for damesHop back and I'm trying to aim
At everything, that be hating my fame
Since regulatin', been lacing the game
Ain't no mistake in the gameTwo-one mother f'in dwizzle sippin' on the sizzle
And that's for shizzle
Four times for da riddles
You know these barsEverywhere we go, you know who us are
You could tell by the car
Champagne caviar
Bubble bath, I say I love you and I laughRidin' in my car
And I'm listening to the radio
I'm listening to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart brokeYou were reaching for stars
I just want me something natural
When you're alone it gets mighty cold
Don't act as if you did not knowShe let me play with her heart
I'm working late I said, "I'll soon be home"
All the while the girl was home alone
Let me tell you what she crying fo', why? 'Cuz I'm flyYeah he super sly, Nate Dogg
Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly, yeah