(feat. 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 we could go to a little Rhumba

Dance, you just think about it and let me know



[Chorus: Ndira]

Esta bueno, por que esta es La Rhumba

Ven baila conmigo en esta Rhumba

Esta bueno, por que esta es La Rhumba

Ven baila conmigo esta Rhumba



[RZA]

Rhumba? What's Rhumba?

I'm sayin' though, what?

I'm sayin'..



Yo, what up Butter Pec'? Girl, you got me shy to speak

You the same dime piece that I saw last week

On the dancefloor, yo, the way you bligh

Make a club of thugs do the Electric Slide

Pretty in pink, come here, let me buy you a drink

Armaretta sour orders put us both in sync'

My name is Bobby and I don't usually dance that much

I play the wall, but girl, you got that magic touch

That lured me in like a fly into the spider's web

Not these everyday hoes sweatin' ghetto celebs

Powerule, I heard you got the good Power-U

Let's slip to my crib for an hour or two



[Chorus x2]



[Method Man]

Hey, hey, hey..

Uh, uh, uh, uh..

Eh eh eh eh eh..



Hey Butter Pecan what's that lingo you speakin'?

It sound like, let's me and you slide for the weekend (True)

I got drinks and tasty treats to sink your teeth in

Your popi two-way beefin', let him know that you cheatin'

Runnin' 'round indecent exposed without no clothes

There it go (*plug*), Moby Dick and there she blows

You got me covered, girl, and it shows and I suppose

We can play doctor soon as I drop out ya bows



[Killa Sin]

I don't wanna dance baby girl, it's like my legs is on strike

Boogie that ass to the bar, snatch a Remi, no ice

I'm in the corner, we can vibe all night

Polite, I need a bag of that grass

To blast me out of sight like a satellite

Bigga what up? Yo, long time, good to see you

Look at shorty ass shakin' like the system in my vehicle

Clubbin', twenty deep, buggin', all types of funny freaks

Mouthes wide shut, we let our love for the money speak



[Chorus]



[Beretta 9]

Yo 

Open season, open fire, Beretta barbed wire

First platoon strike soon, scud-missile on the whistle

Up in the club with the pistol

This chick bumped into me like, "You Dig', you ain't official"

Indeed, so? Blow out your back, yo

She was like, "Yo, nigro, nigro"

Puffin' all that trash, you best to see so (so so)

So I introduced her nightcap, she was like, "I like that"

Later on tonight, you know, I gotta spit that

Flow and a half, blow at her back

I like it rough, and I hope she's rough back

She was like say her name

I was like, "Say mine back"

She was like, "Yo, daddy, daddy, daddy"

I love it like that, Beretta stay givin' it

Power-U so good, I just might have to jizz in it



[Chorus x4]