Sisqo:
Yeah, whoa...
Redman:
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Look around brother, ha, ha
Def Jam, Def Shawn
Frank Rock, Yo, yo, yo, yo
Look around brother
We keep it hot, Dru Hill
Def Squad from the top one time
Hey mami you know that I like it when you call me papi
But is seems like that you be creeping that you’ve been
seeing another chico
And baby you know that he can’t go down like me
And you know the nigga can’t freak like me
So mami tell me one little thing
How deep is your love for me
Chorus:
How deep is your love for me
Tell me what it's gonna be
Do you see yourself
Fucking with a nigga like me
On the low low so your friends won’t know me
How deep is your love for me
Tell me what it's gonna be
Do you see yourself
Fucking with a nigga like me
On the low low so your friends won’t know me
Ven aqui little mami
Puerto Rican I see way you wiggle it
The way you move your body
He can’t make it get wetter than me
But I bet he keep telling you he better than me
Ooh you know that he can’t go down like me
And you know that he can’t go freak like me
So baby tell me one little thing
How deep is you love for me
Chorus
Ay Dios mio
Te extrano mucho
Ven aque mi papi morenito
Y damelo duro
Damelo papi chulo
Redman:
Yo, yo, yo, yo, buenos dias mama, creep with
doctor bullshit
When I talk my teeth should rot
I’m from the Ritz which means I’m born to dog
you heard this, wanna a shot at it, warn them all
I hit em off from the bathroom stall, tappin’ ass and they
get gas to pass
platinum cars, then I’m like yo, yo going about my crew,
bikes with double pipes and we quick to lose on the tunnel pike
I’m the one that turned you out, dug it out
It was the shit that made us snug it out
What you like shit freaky, you down with it,
your other man’s a punk with a hand to punk tha grunge
Ride out tough, even Honey Comb hide out, duck the hour
rush, better choose quick chick, I got tracks to dust
Dru Hill, Def Squad, if you askin’ us
Chorus and fade