Kriss Kross for playground gangstas he may be, but the lad's got taste.
Admit it, you were ready to write this foetal Snoop protégé off as a one-hit novelty freakshow, right? But here comes the cheeky little tyke again with a superior sequel cut which, surprisingly, declines to milk the pop formula of his annoyingly catchy Top 10 debut, ‘Bow Wow (That’s My Name)’. Instead, he opts for a semi-junglist party groove of state-of-the-art thump’n’bump dancefloor R&B, slickly produced by Jermaine Dupri but touched (in spirit) by the magic wand of the Missy-Timbaland dream team. Kriss Kross for playground gangstas he may be, but the lad’s got taste.