As one may imagine, innovation or creativity isn't exactly high on 95 South's agenda, as they once again focus on doing whatever it takes to get asses shakin' with their boomin' bass, electro rhythms, and sleazy rapping. There are a few tracks here that could send any dancefloor into a freaking, jigglin' frenzy -- "Ms. Got Dat Booty," "Wet-N-Wild," "Hooked" -- and a lot of tracks that just recycle all the clichés one would expect to find here. Surprisingly, there are a few straight-up gangsta tracks here such as "Wrong Place, Wrong Time" that totally ruin the let's-get-freaky-and-get-naked vibes in favor of nihilism. Still, it's doubtful many will pick up this album expecting it to be anymore than something to bump to in the car or at parties; it's surely no The Chronic, It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back, or even a Nasty As They Wanna Be. Think of it more as a disposable aural aphrodisiac with quickly diminishing returns.
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AllMusic Review by Jason Birchmeier