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

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

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

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

say I'm fancy
'Cause I'm and nasty
If I see some rugged
Then I let it pass me

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

I the sheriff
And the muthafuckin'
me
it

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

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

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

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

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

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

You try to
Like Mr.
But now you wanna
To me some chit-chat

I have no time for
No wham-bam you, ma'am
Ghas me up, get me
And hit the the skinz and

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

You do a lot more
And that's how it be
I'm Mary and you just
runnin' up in me

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

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

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

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

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