Verse One: Baby, yeah, You sure is bumpin' You sure is somethin', See, I won't (c'mon), trade you, For nothin' mmmm, See everything, you do to me, You got me trippin', And I'm satisfied, Let's guarantee.
Chorus: I hope you, That you've been checkin' me, I know what you're talkin' bout, You got me trippin' on my own feet, yeah, yeah. You got me buggin' boy ohhh, You bring me so much joy, You got me open boy, And I'ma save myself for you, baby,
Puffy: Keisha talk to me.
Verse Two: Baby, yeah There's one thing, I'll mention, Me and her, La la la la la la la, See, she's no competition. So tell her, yeah, That you're through with her, And you're in love with me. And that's Totally, (That's Totally, Kima, Kiesha, and Pam) Totally, And you're dedicated to me.
DMX: Uh, huh, ah, Like to sprout when the lights is out, Keeping niggas on point, That's what life's about. You like to shout? I'ma put that shit to a cease, From here to the paper, From the bed to the grease. Like police, I get away with mad credit shit, Only the niggas that don't catch it, Doin' some mad hungry shit. All that buddy shit was left alone, Back in school, Even then, a nigga was cuttin' up, Actin' fools. Broke a lot of rules, Just because I could, Got away with most of it, Just because I'm good. Stabbin' niggas with wood, I was one of the first, Doin' dirt, but I'm still outrunnin' the hearse. And it's always worse than it looks, But then you never understandin', The thirst of a crook, First comes the hook, the assault, Then come the robbery. My world is always dark, And ain't no stoppin' me. Come on!