Story time, in my brief history of drunken texting the D (the Friendly one), the Baha Men came up (obviously). I (poorly) tried to transcribe the sound Aresenio Hall used to make while pumping his fist. After the D admitted to (jokingly) thinking the sound was ARF! instead of Woomp/Woof/Who/Woot!, he replied "Don't tell me I've been doing it wrong at all the parties I go to. That would be embarrassing."
This is only funny when you picture a sun-glass wearing long haired beardly man in a sleek Canadian Tuxedo doing the booty dance at a party while howling, "ARF! ARF! ARF! ARF," and the reaction it would get.
PS: Weenie's brother is a Nicaraguan "dog" dealer.