(featuring Beretta 9, Killa Sin, Method Man & Ndira) [Intro: Ndira] Here we are.. Bobby, I was just wondering, you know About me and you, tonight If
no one else Well you the rapper man's rapper, dressed fresh and dapper Everybody knows you do the funky hand clapper Remember that party down on eighty-fifth You best believe man
up on a scoop, B Used to live in Forrest, my daughter lives in Morris Used to play softball with my man Horace I kick flavor like my man Sonny Chiba
but it's not cause I'm a motherfuckin pretty-boy I'm ruthless, I'm not on that goody-goody tip That shit played out with that Beat Street/Electric Boogie
mir egal Baby wenn ich dich haben darf Schuttel das Ding Mommy egal was dein Vater sagt (chorus) (verse 2) (Elephant Man) Wine up yuh waist like Electric Boogie Every man
you better check ya' boy Cause I'll never thirty-eight 'cha I'll tech ya boy Pray to God protect ya boy Cause when it's on it's like Electra boy I know
than we're meant to be You're six miles high but feelin' down You wish you could be on the ground. Find your bags and walk for miles The customs man