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Lyrics: Intro: Dr. Dre That's right Some of that shit you just can't fuck wit Tha Dogg Pound flava, for the nine-fever KnowhatI'msayin? Michel'le in the house That's right, set it off Verse One: Dat Nigga Daz, Michel'le Young Daz struck a match and the match went out But it wasn't no more lights in the house, check it out Speakin of house let's play a game of it Are ya wit it? Hide and go get it, I betcha love it baby I'll play the daddy and you can play the momma so we can get down upon the living room floor Are ya wit it? I promise I won't kill it Puddy-cat on a leash what should I do, should I kill it? Yesss See back in the day when we used to play You wanted to be with me [that's right] Now that is so right and natural No other man that I can see I'm singin in my background diggin up a hole for you to make your move But no longer will I be told regroup Let's play house Chorus:
