featuring Black Rob
[Puffy]
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah come on
I like the way it`s goin` down
I ain`t done a remix in a long time
I like to make it hot
I like to make it real hot
Black Rob come on
[Black Rob]
Aye yo who dat comin` through my block like that
Oh nobody but that Bad Boy cat
What`s his name? Black Rob
Ya`ll heard duke was famous
Money soft Puffy joints, Total house the ladies
It`s bangin` in the clubs, oh my good
Ya`ll be wishin` that those brothers came through my hood
Take a diffrent approach, just play respect the coach
That`s Black, since I`m rollin` wit` Total
That`s that
[Pam]
Baby, seen you lookin` at other ladies
Just finished having your baby
Why`d you have to go, go and leave me
Baby, you know I`m about to be swazy
Can`t stop my lover from being shady
Why`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 sing
What 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 me
Baby, I always been your baby
Love 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 friends
Our love, could be one that never ends
Whatever happened to yours
[Black Rob]
Aye yo, what about you, what about me
I`m tryin` to get dough, nothin` come for free
And I know you like the way, Black flava parlay
I 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 tint
Me and Mruder, gotta be the cheddar we seein` first
Oh I ain`t gonna spit one verse (one verse)
Sometimes I feel cursed, ya`ll dson`t want me to rise
Dough in the purse
Rather see me faze down, in the back of a hursh
But I reufse to lose, don`t batter the bruised
Throw mine`s, to get my grill on the 6 o`clock news
We be smoke, pretty E wit` D in E-class
Spittin` flase information, I know gone need back-up
Till you can`t, Black Rob heavyweight champ
When I strike, I`m gonna leave Bad Boy stamp, come on (what about us!)
[Repeat Chorus x 3]
