“Be Faithfull”
Fatman Scoop feat. Crooklin Clan and Mary J. Blige

[Fat Man Scoop]
(Yeah Yeah)
Bass Drop!
Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
You got a 100 dollar bill put yo’ hands up
You got a 50 dollar bill put yo’ hands up
You got a 20 dollar bill put yo’ hands up
You got a 10 dollar bill put yo’ hands up
Single ladies, I can’t hear ya’ll
Single ladies, Make noise!
Single ladies, I can’t hear ya’ll
Single ladies, Make noise!
All the chicken heads, be quiet!
All the chicken heads, be quiet!
All the chicken heads, be quiet!
Yeah ladies Fatman Scoop
Faith Evans sing along c’mon

[Faith Evans]
I never knew there was a
love like this before
(All the good looking women sing along,
I can’t hear ya’ll Oh, uh huh, whoo!)
Never had someone to show me love,
love like this before

[Fat Man Scoop]
What’s your Zodiac sign?
What, what?
What’s your zociac sign?
I can’t hear ya’ll
What’s Your zodiac sign?
Yeah, Yeah!
Oh! Oh!
If you got long hair put yo’ hands up (uh huh)
If you got short hair make noise!
If you got long hair put yo’ hands up (uh huh)
If you got short hair make noise!
If you got long hair on your head (ladies!)
If you got long hair on your head
If you got long hair on your head

From your ear
To your sleeve
Even if you got a weave

Can I get a ‘whoo whoo’
Can I get a ‘whoo whoo’
Can I get a ‘whoo whoo’
Oh, Oh
Can I get ‘whoo whoo’
Can I get ‘whoo whoo’
Can I get ‘whoo whoo’
Oh, Oh
To all my niggaz that hit it from the back
Who wanna have sex with no strings attached
Can I get ‘wha wha’
Can I get ‘wha wha’
Can I get ‘wha wha’
How, how!
Can I get ‘wha wha’
Can I get ‘wha wha’
Can I get ‘wha wha’
How, how!

To all my niggas that gon hit it from the back,
who wanna have sex with no strings attached,
can i getta what what
can i getta what what
can i getta what what
oh oh
can i getta what what
can i getta what what
can i getta what what
oh oh

Engine engine number 9,
on the new york transit line,
if my train goes off the track,
Pick it up
Pick it up
Pick it up
Let’s go!

Back on the scene,
crispy and clean
You can try but don’t why because you can’t intervene
We be the outcast
Down for the settle
Won’t play rock
Won’t play the puddle
Open the door
You best be leave with satin
Prow win swiftly
Niftily we can make it
Hip to be
Wrote with all cost
Wrote with me
Diddy I pit I mean do da dippity
So now I’m dwell
Just to see you play now
Hold your cup
Cause I got the container
Pass the plate up
Cross the fate up
Black sheep you play like the Sony innovator
Never the traitor
Party a flatter
And you can get a scoop later

Who’s fuckin tonight
Who’s fuckin tonight
Who’s fuckin tonight
Oh Oh!
Who’s fuckin tonight
Who’s fuckin tonight
Who’s fuckin tonight
Oh Oh!

Stop playin, keep it movin,
Stop playin, keep it movin,
stop playin, keep it movin,
keep it movin
ye ye ye

Sing along!

hay ho hay ho sing along now
hay ho hay ho ladys, fellas
hay ho ladys, fellas
hay ho ladys, fellas
hay ho ladys, fellas

cum on cum on cum on
Sing along everybody now

I never knew there was love,
Love like this before,
(All the ladies if you’re in here I need ta here ya’ll)
Never had someone to show me a love,
Love like this before,

Go girlfriend, it’s ya birthday!
Go girlfriend, it’s ya birthday!
Go girlfriend, it’s ya birthday!
Oh! oh! oh! oh!

Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Crooklyn Clan Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Fatman Scoop, Crooklyn Clan
Crooklyn Clan Crooklyn Clan

Bass drop!