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What's the 411, hun?
What's the 411, hun?
I got it goin' on, hun
A yo, I got it goin' on, hun

What's the 411, hun?
What's the 411, hun?
I got it goin' on
A yo, I got it goin' on, hun

Well, I be Puba on this here
The nigga from last year
Girbaud's hangin' baggy
Tommy Hilfiger top gear

Take no shorts
I'm doin' lovely in all sports
Even swing the pole
At the hole on my golf course

Some say I'm fancy
'Cause I'm horny and nasty
If I see some rugged joint
Then I won't let it pass me

I take no shorts
Let suckas step up and see
I'll flip the script
And get harder than Jepordy

I shot the sheriff
And the muthafuckin' deputy
Test me
Check it

I'm not Keith Sweat but bet that ass
That I can make it last
Skinz turn they head so fast
They end up catchin' whip lash

If hun's a monster
I'm Carl Lewis on a meter dash
It's Grand Puba baby
And I'm gettin' crazy cash

What's the 411?
Let me know, hun
What's the 411?

What's the 411, hun?
What's the 411, hun?
I got it goin' on, hun
A yo, I got it goin' on, hun

What's the 411, hun?
What's the 411, hun?
I got it goin' on
A yo, I got it goin' on, hun

Yeah, nig, what makes you
Different from the next nigga
Seen you last week
And you couldn't even speak

You try to play
Like Mr. All-of-that
But now you wanna come
To me with some chit-chat

I don't have no time for
No wham-bam thank you, ma'am
Ghas me up, get me drunk
And hit the the skinz and scram

The same ol' shit
You pulled last week on Pam
I'm not havin' that
No, I'm not havin' that

You gotta do a lot more
And that's just how it be
I'm Mary Blige and you just
Ain't runnin' up in me

I need a man who's lookin' out
With some security
So come correct with some respect
And then we will see

So if you with it, the drop the 7 digits
And I might just give you a call
If you ain't with it, then don't waste you time at all
So what's the 411, hun?

All my love is all I have
And Grand Puba's very special
All my life I look for you
And today your dreams come true

You need me and I need you
Grand Puba is very special
Things just seem to do devine
This is how the two combine

I know this love was meant to be
Mary Blige is somethin' kinda special
Love is life and life is livin'
You're very special
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