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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
R. Kelly
Vocals
Fat Joe
Vocals
Donnie Lyle
Guitar
Andy Gallas
Programming
Ian Mereness
Programming
Rodney East
Keyboards
Christina DeLeon
Background Vocals
Abel Garibaldi
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
R. Kelly
Arranger
Fat Joe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
R. Kelly
Producer
Andy Gallas
Recording Engineer
Abel Garibaldi
Recording Engineer
Ian Mereness
Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
Engineer
Herb Powers, Jr.
Mastering Engineer
Tony Maserati
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
What? Keep going, baby
[Verse 2]
Sitting at the bar with mama
Shorty trying to bring the drama
But she cannot phase a player
'Cause this pimp is a moneymaker
Meetings from Chi-Town to LA
Yo, I came to get down at this party
I got my eyes on Keisha and Shanté
Rolling it like this track was reggae
[Verse 3]
I roll through the hottest club
With about a hundred thugs
Get about a thousand hugs
From chicks that wanna sit on dubs
[Verse 4]
Yo, who's that in the Jeep? (Some mami's)
Who's that off up in the truck? (my n****)
Yo, what y'all doin' tonight? (We thuggin')
Yo, what's off up in that cup? (Some liquor)
Well, I'm rollin' with y'all (Well let's go)
Shorty, where's the alcohol? (Right here)
Now lemme hit that pace (Fo' shizzle)
That would really make my day
[Verse 5]
Here, take a brotha for the pool party
Right off up at Miami
Ten G's for the best bikini
Looking for the biggest booty
[Verse 6]
She got the crowd goin' crazy
'Cause this track here is so amazing
Yo, we with a little **** life lookin hazy
Still you R&B cats can't phase me
[Verse 7]
Yo, who's that in the Jeep (Some mami's)
Who's that off up in the truck? (my n****)
Yo, what y'all doin' tonight? (We thuggin')
Yo, what's off up in that cup? ( some liquor)
Well, I'm rollin' with y'all (Well let's go)
Shorty, where's the alcohol? (Right here)
Now lemme hit that pace (Fo' shizzle)
That would really make my day
[Verse 8]
Yo, yo, yo
I'm driving a fast car, jump to the third lane
Mami in passenger, spilling the champagne
We stop at a red light, she driving me insane
Yo, we fiending like the **** was ****
Stop playing girl the way ya shake a fatty back
So sexy the way you telling daddy that
Turn that **** around and lemme patty that
Got me saying, man, I'm trying to marry that
[Verse 9]
Oh now, they did it again (Who?)
Rob and Joe they slip with ten (What?)
Damuses, wamuses, big Bahamas's
All kinds of miss's
Don't matter ya ma miss's
What's love got do with **** there
Everyday a new group of chicks there
We headed to the islands, the game is life
Where the fame is
Shorties almost died when we came there
[Verse 10]
Girl, I know you digging the ditty bop
This my world, come through
The whole city stop
Looks like ice, but it's actually it's really not
Diamonds, blonde, and no lies around me
500 thou', we low on the time piece
In the South Bronx where you can find me
Never mind me, that's just how we ball
I'm rolling with y'all
Now tell me shorty, where's the alcohol?
[Verse 11]
Yo, who's that in the Jeep? (Some mami's)
Who's that off up in the truck? (My n****)
Yo, what y'all doin' tonight? (We thuggin')
Yo, what's off up in that cup? (Some liquor)
Well, I'm rollin' with y'all (Well let's go)
Shorty, where's the alcohol? (Right here)
Now lemme hit that pace (Fo' shizzle)
That would really make my day
Written by: Fat Joe, R. Kelly