[Puffy]Yeah, uh Yeah, uh Yeah yeah yeah Yeah, come onI like the way it's goin' downI ain't done a remix in a long timeI like to make it hot I like to make it real hotBlack Rob, come on
[Black Rob]Aye yo, who dat, comin' through my block like thatOh, nobody but that Bad Boy catWhat's his name?, Black RobYa'll heard duke was famous Money-soft, Puffy joints, Total house the
ladiesIt's bangin' in the clubs, oh my goodYa'll be wishin' that those brothers came through my hoodTake a diffrent approach, just play respect the coachThat's Black, since I'm rollin' wit' TotalThat's that
[Pam]Baby, seen you lookin' at other ladiesJust finished having your babyWhy'd you have to go, go and leave meBaby, you know I'm about to be swazyCan't stop my lover from being shadyWhy'd you have to go, go and leave me
[Chorus]What about you?What about me?What about us?What you gon' do?Total help me singWhat about you?What about me?What about us?What you gon' do?What we gonna do What we gonna do (yeah)
[Keisha]Baby, I know that you've been pimpin' Mr. Baller, trickin'Why'd you have to go, go and leave meBaby, I always been your babyLove makin' this girl go crazy I can't understand, why you left me...
uh-hmm
[Repeat Chorus]
[Bridge]I remember we used to spend Countless nights, you were my best of friendsOur love, could be one that never endsWhatever happened to yours
[Black Rob]Aye yo, what about you, what about me I'm tryin' to get dough, nothin'
come for freeAnd I know you like the way, Black flava parlayI slide like a man, with gators on Parcae Floors, it's me who hordes the
door like Prince Navigator Doo Doo Brown, the quint wit' light tintMe and Mruder, gotta be the cheddar we seein' firstOh I ain't gonna spit one verse (one verse)Sometimes I feel cursed, ya'll dson't want me to rise Dough in the purseRather see me faze down, in the back of a hurshBut I reufse to lose, don't batter the bruisedThrow mine's, to get my grill on the 6 o'clock newsWe be smoke, pretty E wit' D in E-class Spittin' flase information, I know
gone need back-upTill you can't, Black Rob heavyweight champWhen I strike, I'm gonna leave Bad Boy stamp, come on (what about us!)[Repeat Chorus x 3]
