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(Yo) yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Look around brotha' (ha-ha) C'mon, Def Jam don't you know Def the word Funk Doc in the house (yeah) Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Look around brotha' You keep it high Dru Hill Def Squad, from the top, one time (yeah, yeah) Hey mami, you know that I like it that you call me papi But it seems like they maybe baby That you've been seeing another Chico And baby, you know that he can't go down like me And you know that the- can't freak like me So mami tell me one little thing How deep is your love for me How deep is your love for me (mm) Tell me what it's gonna be (Mmm) And do you see yourself with a- Like me, on the low-low So your friends won't know, see now (say it again) How deep is your love for me (mm) Tell me what it's gonna be (Mmm) And do you see yourself with a- Like me, on the low-low So your friends won't know, see now Ven aquí, little mami, Puerto Rican I see the way you wiggle it, the way you move your body He can't make it get wetter than me But I bet he keep tellin' you he better than me Whoo, you know that he can't go down like me ('Cause you don't know?) You know that he ain't no freak like me (And you don't know?) So baby tell me one little thing How deep is your love for me How deep is your love for me (yeah) Tell me what it's gonna be And do you see yourself with a- Like me, on the low-low So your friends won't know, see now How deep is your love for me Tell me what it's gonna be And do you see yourself with a- Like me, on the low, low So your friends won't know, see now Ay, Nokio Te extraño mucho Ven aquí, mi papi morenito Y damelo duro Damelo papichulo Yo, yo, yo, yo, buenos dias mama Creep with Dr. Bull- When I talk my teeth should rot I'm from Da Bricks, so which means I'm born to dog (woaf, woaf) Your girlfriends want a shot at it? Warn 'em all I hear them all from the bathroom stall Tap and drawl Say they get gas to pass platinum cars Then I'm like, Yo! I'm goin' to buy my crew bikes with double pipes That we quick to lose on the turnpike (oh, oh) I'm the one that turned you out, dog it out It was the Hennessy that made us slug it out (Ohh-ohh) But you like, bitch you freaky, you down with it Your other man's a punk When I hand the punk the rush, he ride out I'm tough, even Honey Comb hide out, duck the hour Rush, better choose quick chick, I got tracks to dust Dru Hill, Def Squad, if you askin' us How deep is your love for me (How deep is your love) Tell me what it's gonna be (I've got to know baby) And do you see yourself with a- Like me, on the low-low So your friends won't know, see now How deep is your love for me (alright) Tell me what it's gonna be (said it alright) And do you see yourself with a- Like me, on the low-low So your friends won't know, see now How deep is your love for me Tell me what it's gonna be (baby) And do you see yourself with a- Like me, on the low-low So your friends won't know, see now (baby say it again yeah) How deep is your love for me (say yeah, yeah) Tell me what it's gonna be And do you see yourself with a- like me Like me, on the low-low So your friends won't know, see now How deep is your love for me (baby) Tell me what it's gonna be (tell me) And do you see yourself with a- Like me, on the low low So your friends won't know, see now How deep is your love for me Tell me what it's gonna be And do you see yourself with a- Like me, on the low low So your friends won't know, see now
Writer(s): Robin Hugh Gibb, Barry Alan Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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