[Puffy]
 Yeah  uh
 Yeah  uh
 Yeah yeah yeah
 Yeah  come on
 I like the way it's goin' down
 I ain't done a remix in a long time
 I like to make it hot
 I like to make it real hot
 Black Rob  come on

 [Black Rob]
 Aye yo  who dat  comin' through my block like that
 Oh  nobody but that Bad Boy cat
 What's his name?  Black Rob
 Ya'll heard duke was famous
 Money soft  Puffy joints, Total house the ladies
 It's bangin' in the clubs, oh my good
 Ya'll be wishin' that those brothers came through my hood
 Take a diffrent approach, just play respect the coach
 That's Black, since I'm rollin' wit' Total
 That's that

 [Pam]
 Baby, seen you lookin' at other ladies
 Just finished having your baby
 Why'd you have to go, go and leave me
 Baby, you know I'm about to be swazy
 Can't stop my lover from being shady
 Why'd you have to go, go and leave me

 [Chorus]
 What about you?
 What about me?
 What about us?
 What you gon' do?
 Total help me sing
 What about you?
 What about me?
 What about us?
 What you gon' do?

 What we gonna do
 What we gonna do (yeah)

 [Keisha]
 Baby, I know that you've been pimpin'
 Mr. Baller, trickin'
 Why'd you have to go, go and leave me
 Baby, I always been your baby
 Love makin' this girl go crazy
 I can't understand, why you left me... uh-hmm

 [Repeat Chorus]

 [Bridge]
 I remember we used to spend
 Countless nights, you were my best of friends
 Our love, could be one that never ends
 Whatever happened to yours

 [Black Rob]
 Aye yo, what about you, what about me
 I'm tryin' to get dough, nothin' come for free
 And I know you like the way, Black flava parlay
 I slide like a man, with gators on Parcae
 Floors, it's me who hordes the door like Prince
 Navigator Doo Doo Brown, the quint wit' light tint
 Me and Mruder, gotta be the cheddar we seein' first
 Oh I ain't gonna spit one verse (one verse)
 Sometimes I feel cursed, ya'll dson't want me to rise
 Dough in the purse
 Rather see me faze down, in the back of a hursh
 But I reufse to lose, don't batter the bruised
 Throw mine's, to get my grill on the 6 o'clock news
 We be smoke, pretty E wit' D in E-class
 Spittin' flase information, I know gone need back-up
 Till you can't, Black Rob heavyweight champ
 When I strike, I'm gonna leave Bad Boy stamp, come on (what about us!)

 [Repeat Chorus x 3