Yo, yo, yo, yo...Yo Look around brother...ha...ha Def Jam...Def Squad Frank Rock in tha house
Yo, 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 it 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 Now do you see your self f*ckin With a nigga like me Only Lord knows what your friends won't know or see
How deep is your love for me Tell me what it's gonna be Now do you see your self f*ckin With a nigga like me Only Lord knows what your friends won't know or see
Will I keep you mami Puerto Rican I see the 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 he ain't no freak like me So baby tell me one little thing How deep is you love for me
Chorus
girl: 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 Doc the bullsh*t, when I talk my teeth should rot, I'm from the Brick so 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' draws and they get gas to pass, platinum cars, then I'm like yo...yo going buy my crew, bikes with double pipes and we quick to lose on the turnpike...I'm the one that turned you out, dug it out, it was the Hennessy that made us slug 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
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Yo, yo, yo, yo...Yo Look around brother...ha...ha Def Jam...Def Squad Frank Rock in tha house
Yo, 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 it 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 Now do you see your self f*ckin With a nigga like me Only Lord knows what your friends won't know or see
How deep is your love for me Tell me what it's gonna be Now do you see your self f*ckin With a nigga like me Only Lord knows what your friends won't know or see
Will I keep you mami Puerto Rican I see the 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 he ain't no freak like me So baby tell me one little thing How deep is you love for me
Chorus
girl: 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 Doc the bullsh*t, when I talk my teeth should rot, I'm from the Brick so 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' draws and they get gas to pass, platinum cars, then I'm like yo...yo going buy my crew, bikes with double pipes and we quick to lose on the turnpike...I'm the one that turned you out, dug it out, it was the Hennessy that made us slug 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
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