Ricky Kinchen, Stokley)
Verse:
When I first saw ya babe
I almost broke my neck
The way you wore that dress
Damn near finest thing I've seen
Then you asked me out
You showed what love was all about
Liked me the damn
I found out she wasn't takin the pill
Chorus:
Tryin to get up deep in my pockets
Might as well just stop it
Cause I know the deal
Women tryin to take my crib
Tryin to get up deep in my pockets
Might as well just stop it
Cause I know the deal
You tryin to take my crib
Verse:
You're a professional
Been in all the videos
Go where everybody goes
Your daddy must work for the FBI
Cause you knew where to find me
And you knew I had big money
But I told ya time and time again
I ain't no dummy
Chours:
Tryin to get up deep in my pockets
Var Might as well just stop it
Cause I know the deal
You tryin to take my crib
Bridge:
I don't want ya babe (I don't want ya babe)
I don't need ya girl (I don't need ya girl)
I don't want ya babe
I don't like ya girl
I don't want ya around me no more

Chorus 2x
Verse:
You ain't gotta go home baby
But you betta get the hell away from me

Adlib il end of song
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Deep In My Pockets Lyrics

Mint Condition – Deep In My Pockets Lyrics

Songwriters: O'Dell, Homer Roderick / Williams, Stokley Mandella / Waddell, Lawrence El Grecco / Lewis, Keirston Jamal / Kinchen, Ricky / Allen, Jeffrey Stephen
Deep In My Pockets lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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