We know the fuck y'all really want

Y'all want us.. right, right?



[Tash]

Let's get it pumped up, pumpin, the jump-off to jumpin

Aiyyo I'm lookin in your eyes you look a little drunkin pumpkin

You buzzin?  Oh really, you faded kinda early

These my homeboys, introduce your homegirlies

What's your name? (Shirley) Well this my nizzle swivel

He like the way you pop it, like the way your booty wiggle

Y'all bout it? (We bout it) Everybody crowd around it

Mouths hit the floor, all my niggaz look astounded

Dom P?  Hell naj, that shit a waste of money

We drink that Cristal, Dom P be tastin funny [bleh]

You a Likqit bunny, and i'm Hugh Hef'

After Tash get to mackin, y'all can have who's left

Cause, with this game, Tash legal and all

If ain't home, call me back, cause I've been screenin my calls

All y'all gotta pause, cause we (we) know (know)

what (what) y'all (y'all) broads (broads) really want



[Chorus]

You know you want me mama, you want me to be your man

But if you really want me girl, you gotta wiggle the best you can



[J-Ro]

He's on his way to the club, puffin on a dub

He never wait in line, cause he always get love

He's drinkin it, drinkin up, drikin all the time

He can't hold it back, he's lookin for a dime

He say two drinks and the ass is mine

She play dudes like him just passin time

So they hop inside, the Cadillac

The chaffeur drove off, and it never came back

She say, "Ay daddy, do you like that?"

He say, "Yeah mami, just like that"

She say, "You know I never did this before"

He say, "Yeah, sure; tell me more"

Knock on wood grain, the whole hood sayin

you give good brains, I ain't playin

A little champagne, but no damn rain

And the next week it was the same damn thang



[Chorus x2]



[Tash]

Yo.. I know you want me little mama, but tell me what you think about

Girls like you drain a motherfucker bank account

The cars, the ice, the clothes, the dough

All that for slidin down a motherfuckin pole?!

I'm state of the art, you still playin your part

A nigga like Tash'll make it pump from the start

Game pump from my heart like oil through a pipeline

You waitin on some chips, you might wait like three lifetimes



[J-Ro]

Mack and Ro, crackin hoes

Drop them fat back down to the flo'

Do it for the dough, pro-fessional

Make a dude wanna blow his whole cash flow

(You know you want me mama) I know you want me mama

(You want me to be your man) Show me you want me girl

Neptunes make it bounce around the world and back

Make you do the damn thang, when the club is packed, yeah



[Chorus]

You know you want me mama, you want me to be your man

But if you really want me girl, you gotta wiggle the best you can

I can tell you want me mama, you want me to be your man

But if you really want me girl, you gotta wiggle the best you can