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1. _ Reel to Reel
[Grand Puba Maxwell] Here's that shit, yaknahmsayin? As we bounce it like this For those who don't like it.. UHH! Hey, uh, yeah, yeah YEAH Yeah, HEY! Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, HEY! Yeah, yeah, yeah, HEY! It's just that shit (just that shit) That same ol' shit (that same ol' shit) Yeah yeah, it's time to hit the wreck What you expect, check out how we connect Well it's the reel to reel (it's the reel) Well it's the reel to reel (well it's the reel) It's the reel to reel (it's the reel) Well it's the reel to reel (it's the reel) It's time to shake that shit because you know this one's the answer Hon's cut off, cause I smoke boom, my sign is cancer Time to clear the pack cause here comes Mr. Jolly RANCHER Who's gonna flip that shit? You know the ANSWER Jump into my briefs, because the boxers my jewels jingle I got a girl, but you can play me like I'm single Don't worry hon, my pops showed me where it tingle It's time to catch on, to this Grand Puba lingo No fuss, don't worry, Toys Ain't Us Some call me horny so just call me Mr. Lust Dope shit we got it so it's time to get retarded So play like Handiman and LAH GUU GUU GOT IT! No fakes see we got it what it takes We stay far away from snakes, sippin on the chitlin shakes You know the deal, on how we really feel C'mon hon, this shit is real Cause it's the reel to reel (it's the reel) Well it's the reel to reel (it's the reel) Stud Doogie Aiyyo it's the reel to reel (it's the reel) Alamo Well it's the reel to reel (it's the reel) Now back at it is a dope rhyme addict Niggaz try to copy but man your shit has had it So just let me do my thang, for all my people, hey hey hey! It doesn't matter the demo, just to keep it simple take the A-Train to the show so you can cancel the limo Stud Doogie, Alamo is on the top top (top top) And if ain't a zigga zigga then it ain't hip-hop (hip-hop) I like when girls shake they booty to the rhymes that I send em Some look good, so pardon if I bend em Used to live in the Rule, smoke a mic like Kools Niggaz that I used to swing with is smokin wools Damn they won't drop it, I strive to make them stop it That shit's depressin so let me change the topic Honey how's it feel when the real shit hits ya? (Hey yo Puba that shit is real!) Chill I get witcha Here's my number, just gimme a call * phone dialed and rings * * "The number you have reached, has been temporarily, disconnected" * Oh shit! Bust how I played her out Yeah fuck it so I go and get a GUINNESS STOUT Just waitin for the next young girl TO SPROUT Aw man, mommy better not LET HER OUT Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, Alamo to hit the RIGHT spot Back up diddy claat! Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, here's the resume for the day Check the 4-1-1 hon Now check it yo, before we bounce on off like we gon' end it like this, on that realism Yaknahmsayin? The flavortism, check it yo Do them one Now big up to my people in 60 (60) Big up to my people in 70 (70) Big up to my people in 81 (81) Big up to my people in 51 (51) Big up to my people in 80 This is how we move on, so don't act shady Grand Puba, Stud Doogie and Alamo Catch on yo, cause this is how it go Yeah yeah, ha hah! You know the flavor! Right up on out of here yaknahmsayin? The big kids in the house, Toys Ain't Us Word is bond, this is that high tech shit knahmsayin? (This ain't no Playland shit) Nah Great Adventures (or Ashley Park) All of that shit, Kingdom of Whatever I don't give a fuck where you're at This is where you got to be, youknowhatI'msayin? Stud Doogie how we bounce on, yaknahmsayin? Yeah yeah Coney Island, word up That's good more free lyrics |
2. _ 360 Degrees (What Goes Around)
[GPM] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah "There's just one thing I wanna say.." [GPM] The reel to reel to reel to reel yo "There's just one thing I wanna say.." [GPM] Copy copy copy copy copy "There's just one thing I wanna say.." [GPM] We gonna hit it down like this, y'all know the flav "There's just one thing I wanna say.." [GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me? "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me? "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] S.O.S., is you wit me? "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Yo this how we gon' bust it down, yo you know the flavor "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] You know what time is it, check it yo, this how we flow [Grand Puba Maxwell] Here comes the Puba and you know I won't fake it Usually bust records on gettin butt naked Made for the Benzi, drive a nigga skins he pump the tape, grab your dick, get with the Puba frenzy C'mon honey sing, don't you, try to eject _Slow Down_'s what you say, once my joint gets erect Some try to copy but they just can't sketch it Some try to follow but they just can't catch it With the boom boom tap, yeah alla dat Huh, I'm livin fat, me fall off, there'll be none of that See who's the one to flip it? Quick to tell a nigga to zip it Stud drink the 40 cause we ain't got time to sip it Grand Puba got body Kick some of them, some of those, and some yardies As dope as they come, suckers sing or hum Don't try to step to this, you know your shit is slum First batter up well here's the pitch - it's a curve Second batter up because the first got served The one who arouse, as I browse for a blouse Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv I'm gettin G's, no more time for the line of free cheese Here's the four one one hon, the one who gets the job done I know you know the flavor of the Puba "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Yeah yeah yeah yeah, na-nah nah nah nah, this how we bump it yo! "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Yaknahmsayin? Big Jeff in the house, we gon' move it like this "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Ha hah, Baby Pop Baby Pop in the house, bust how we bust it down "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Y'all you know the flavor.. Sincere Allah, check check check check! [Grand Puba Maxwell] O-kay o-kay o-kay, what more could I say? Alamo get the boom and.. parlay parlay I'm far from the average, civilize the savage When I'm low on protein I'm with the bean soup and cabbage Skins on the diet, kick the flavor, cause a riot Do a show and get the dough and then I'm off to the Hyatt So tie me on the spliff, ain't no ands or if And if you really wanna riff you just might end up playin stiff Girbauds hangin baggy, Hilfiger on the top Knapsack on the back, that's just my flavor Hobbes As my man gives a zigga zigga, watchin three grow bigga bigga To Pos K, that's my nigga Here goes the wreck, whaddayou expect? If you wanna see some wreck, send cash, not a check Grand Puba, more than a public figure Quick to kick the bone up the butt of a golddigger Now Tic-Tac-Toe means I hit three in a row If I do a show then you better have my dough Low, low, well how low can you go? Call on Grand Puba if you really need a pro Cause my shit's more rugged than G.I. Joe Don't front honey, act like you know Now big up to my Brooklyn mob (Brooklyn! Brooklyn!) Big up to my Uptown mob (Uptown! Uptown!) Now brothers wanna diss me cause it's my turn to burn My best advice for the brothers is to sit back and learn I don't diss nobody to be somebody I just like to kick the flavor to make the people party See all I'm sayin, is respect due Those who tried to follow, sorry I left you Grand Puba, Stud Doogie and Alamo So if you ever want the flavor you know where to go Now how we go.. Yeah, ha ha ha! The reel to reel, yeah yeah yeah, this is how we move it You know the flavor, y'all know the flavor, you know the flavor Here we go yo, and you don't stop (big up to all the people) Big up! Big up! Big Jeff hold tight! Ha hah, ha hah! On and on y'all Time to get gone Word is bond more free lyrics |
3. _ Who Makes The Loot? (Bonus Track)
* DJ cut n scratch: "Everybody's talkin bout the" * (Grand Puba) [Grand Puba Maxwell] Bust it.. Who makes the loot? (Grand Puba) Who makes the loot? Who makes the loot? (Grand Puba) Well who makes the loot? Bust it Goodness grief, let me lighten up the brief Honies spell Grand Puba when they wanna spell relief Who is the man, more than a hundred grand? Give a pound to a friend, put a tool to a clown Damn, bang bang bang, Jimmy Coco Puff Who is the one who gives you nuff? Don't answer, here comes the flavor And you wanna ask what Grand Puba gave ya? Some dope shit, some real live shit Puba is the one who's givin fits A new style, new style, are you ready for this type? Now I rock hip, everybody's rockin hype On the very down low you might see me at a show If the show ain't for dough then you won't see the bro The Grand man, just as usual But let me slow down, cause I know I'm confusin y'all * DJ cut n scratch: "Everybody's talkin bout the" * (Grand Puba) [Grand Puba Maxwell] Bust it we gon' move on like this I once caught a bid, I never hit skid Never date a girl if the girl got a kid Nah, poppa's got a brand new bag And I never hit skins once they sag Guy says groovy, you like to see a movie? Stick it in easy, it comes back greasy First to tell you _Slow Down_ But be the second to take you Uptown I won't fall or fumble, trip stagger or stumble Not a soft sucker but I still come humble The next candidate, who holds all the weight It ain't him or him, you better get the story straight Ron Stud is my DJ makes the girl feel like it's foreplay Comin like a bull, so you better yell OLE Here is the one, I shine like the sun You get too close, you might get done Yeah.. Funky Ain't nuttin but funky It's just funky Aiyyo check this out The right type of hype This how we gon' move it for the 90's and the year 2000 Check it out Do the knowledge, this ain't no loop This is some real live funky funky get down on the get down And I'm flowin to this type of hype The bass player's real, the drummer's real The bass player's real, and the drummer's real Word is bond We got the guitars, everything is live Knahmsayin? Year 2000, it ain't just a simple loop, so don't get souped As we hit it with the Brand New Heavies Yeah more free lyrics |
4. _ 360 Degrees ( What Goes Around)
[gpm] yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
"there's just one thing i wanna say.."
[gpm] the reel to reel to reel to reel yo
"there's just one thing i wanna say.."
[gpm] copy copy copy copy copy
"there's just one thing i wanna say.."
[gpm] we gonna hit it down like this, y'all know the flav
"there's just one thing i wanna say.."
[gpm] uhh, alamo, is you wit me?
"what goes around comes back around again.."
[gpm] stud doogie, is you wit me?
"what goes around comes back around again.."
[gpm] s.o.s., is you wit me?
"what goes around comes back around again.."
[gpm] yo this how we gon' bust it down, yo you know the flavor
"what goes around comes back around again.."
[gpm] you know what time is it, check it yo, this how we flow
[grand puba maxwell]
Here comes the puba and you know i won't fake it
Usually bust records on gettin butt naked
Made for the benzi, drive a nigga skins he
Pump the tape, grab your dick, get with the puba frenzy
C'mon honey sing, don't you, try to eject
_slow down_'s what you say, once my joint gets erect
Some try to copy but they just can't sketch it
Some try to follow but they just can't catch it
With the boom boom tap, yeah alla dat
Huh, i'm livin fat, me fall off, there'll be none of that
See who's the one to flip it? quick to tell a nigga to zip it
Stud drink the 40 cause we ain't got time to sip it
Grand puba got body
Kick some of them, some of those, and some yardies
As dope as they come, suckers sing or hum
Don't try to step to this, you know your shit is slum
First batter up well here's the pitch - it's a curve
Second batter up because the first got served
The one who arouse, as i browse for a blouse
Kick styles by the piles, as i leave a trail for miles
Skins when i please, hit from here to tel aviv
I'm gettin g's, no more time for the line of free cheese
Here's the four one one hon, the one who gets the job done
I know you know the flavor of the puba
"what goes around comes back around again.."
[gpm] yeah yeah yeah yeah, na-nah nah nah nah, this how we bump it yo!
"what goes around comes back around again.."
[gpm] yaknahmsayin? big jeff in the house, we gon' move it like this
"what goes around comes back around again.."
[gpm] ha hah, baby pop baby pop in the house, bust how we bust it down
"what goes around comes back around again.."
[gpm] y'all you know the flavor.. sincere allah, check check check check!
[grand puba maxwell]
O-kay o-kay o-kay, what more could i say?
Alamo get the boom and.. parlay parlay
I'm far from the average, civilize the savage
When i'm low on protein i'm with the bean soup and cabbage
Skins on the diet, kick the flavor, cause a riot
Do a show and get the dough and then i'm off to the hyatt
So tie me on the spliff, ain't no ands or if
And if you really wanna riff you just might end up playin stiff
Girbauds hangin baggy, hilfiger on the top
Knapsack on the back, that's just my flavor hobbes
As my man gives a zigga zigga, watchin three grow bigga bigga
To pos k, that's my nigga
Here goes the wreck, whaddayou expect?
If you wanna see some wreck, send cash, not a check
Grand puba, more than a public figure
Quick to kick the bone up the butt of a golddigger
Now tic-tac-toe means i hit three in a row
If i do a show then you better have my dough
Low, low, well how low can you go?
Call on grand puba if you really need a pro
Cause my shit's more rugged than g.i. joe
Don't front honey, act like you know
Now big up to my brooklyn mob (brooklyn! brooklyn!)
Big up to my uptown mob (uptown! uptown!)
Now brothers wanna diss me cause it's my turn to burn
My best advice for the brothers is to sit back and learn
I don't diss nobody to be somebody
I just like to kick the flavor to make the people party
See all i'm sayin, is respect due
Those who tried to follow, sorry i left you
Grand puba, stud doogie and alamo
So if you ever want the flavor you know where to go
Now how we go..
Yeah, ha ha ha!
The reel to reel, yeah yeah yeah, this is how we move it
You know the flavor, y'all know the flavor, you know the flavor
Here we go yo, and you don't stop (big up to all the people)
Big up! big up!
Big jeff hold tight! ha hah, ha hah!
On and on y'all
Time to get gone
Word is bond
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5. _ Ya Know How it Goes
Yo Doogie let's hit this OFF yo Aiyyo check this Aiyyo Rob Sutton hit the button! Hah! Yeah You know time is it (3X) Check it check it check it out yo Check I beg your pardon who's the one with the roughness? Super extra toughness, Grand Pu-ba-la! See I'm the chosen, I keep the snakes frozen Check out how I blows in, girl it feels good when it goes in Here's the situation, supreme motivation helps me get the loot, and then I knock the boots I jump high like Jordan, Flash like Gordon 'bos, Girbauds and shorts is probably what I'm sportin Fuck what you heard, this is what you need to hear It's the same as last year, so _Step to the Rear_ Cause when I was a shorty couldn't wait to drink my first 40 Find an ex-shorty in the hallway and get naughty Jump on the elevator, hit the lights out My moms was a yardie so my pops kept a stout Ooh a young boy tipsy, that's without a doubt It wasn't hard to tell what the Puba was about Love the ladies lovely used to do it on my knees Certain honey got a problem go see Puba he can ease ya Here I am, and here I stand Honey all that good shit tell me, who's the man? From, here to Bangkok, I sign my John Hancock on the contract, it's like 1-2-3 Contact Kick shit on the really cause I do it on the daily Straight to the hole like my man Malik Seally I hit stunts, on occasion smoke blunts My moms don't like me cause I wear gold fronts If honey wants to flam it's no thing to me at all Alamo and Stud Doogie, it's time to have a ball I'm a go-getter, and I'm out to go-get If you're makin movies, CANCEL that shit You're still makin movies? Man, get your corder-cam Oops, cam-corder, but shit you know the order Couldn't get no skins, until you got a Benz Didn't have no friends til you started makin ends I see it daily, weekly monthly yearly Think you got it goin on? Really I never sold gems to the bums in the slums Only robbed devils, made a few number runs Brothers round my way they like to blabber at the gums Just jealous cause I got it by the tons Twenty fifty hundred, is how I count my bills Then I take it slow because it runs into the mills Brothers try to step to this but all they catch is chills No frills, Puba pays the bills Ron Studda spin the wheel back like his name was Pat Sajak on Wheel of Fortune.. that's how we keep it scorchin Alamo HEY, Sadat X HEY, Baby Pop HEY, now let me keep it rollin This is just the way I move to keep my pockets swollen Lights cameras action here comes Mr. Satisfaction I be maxin and relaxin til it's time to jump in the action Now for grown I speak with a tone which I choose to call my own Ghetto prone I guard the zone like the kid from _Home Alone_ Type of style that flows for days it's like it pays to save amaze Now I be careful on the lays because the AIDS are nowadayses Grand Puba, S.O.S., Stud Doogie, Alamo You know how the shit go! So Big Jeff HEY, B.R. HEY, Tislam HEY, Ja-El HEY Stud Doogie HEY, Alamo HEY, and Uptown HEY, Brooklyn HEY And here we go here we go make the dough yo Here we go here we go make the dough yo Now check it y'all I'd like to say peace to all the Gods and the Earths and the people of the universe Wanna let you know the black man come first So don't act up cause you might leave in a hearse Yo check this yo I wanna give a big up to all my Now Rule people You know the flavor, Projects M.O. Lincoln Ave. M.O., youknowhatI'msayin? City Park in the dark M.O., youknowhatI'msayin? Big up big up to all my people All that other shit .. is dead, dead, DEAD Word up I wanna give a big up to the stinkin Lincoln mob YouknowhatI'msayin? And we gonna bounce off like this Y'all know the flavor, A-B-C more free lyrics |
6. _ Check Tha Resume
[Grand Puba Maxwell] Check.. Well here's the good to go cause it gets good when it's goin It ain't so-and-so'n it's just Grand Puba flowin Stud Doogie, Alamo, on the ziggie rub the table Kunta Kinze droppin ? on some old, shake the leg shit Now it's time to flow, since we formally introduced us Jump up on the stage and watch the honies seduce seduce us Watch the three sprout beyond shadow of a doubt Here's the resume, for the day, you know the flav, skin out Here's the rootin tootin type of shit to make you lose it The way it should be done, so I know you won't refuse it It's on the reel to reely, kick shit on the daily Grab a 40 hit the floor like I danced at Alvin Ailey So honey don't front just winey wine Cause a bit bo-ty girl stay on my mind Here's Mr. Splendid, careful when I bend it Highly recommended flippin shit like I intended So here goes the flow, check how it go And don't act like you don't.. ("you should know") Ha hah! Next skit, on the stupid shit, this is how we flip the script Niggaz try to follow but come off it! Lone Ranger, not afraid of danger You know the shit is real so don't play me like a stranger Studda give a cut so precise like a guillotine The kid ain't Michael son cause I'm the one who hit Billie Jean Quick to say parlay, fond of Bob Marley You know the four one one hon, we're _Jammin_ So, clear the road, here comes Mr. Got-It-Goin-On Jump on the mic, grab my pay and after that I'm gone To Indiana, Virginia or Savannah A backed up town to give a shout to Susannah C'mon brothers cause you know what I'm talkin on Hi, how ya doin, Bill hit the joints and then move on The way we sway makes the others just fade away The name of this one here is check the resume So get with it, cause you damn sure won't forget Huh, you know how it goes ("you should know") Yeah yeah yeah, check the resume yo Uh! Hah hah, uh, hah hah! Uh, hah hah! Uh, hah hah! Yeah yeah On and on and on like this yo YouknowhatI'msayin? '93 flavor but we givin it to you in '92 this is how we do YouknowhatI'msayin? Pumpin it like this And this how we move on Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, Alamo style Word is bond, big up to the S.O.S. cause they do it best YouknowhatI'msayin? Pop in the house, Big Jeff in the house B.R. in the house, youknowhatI'msayin? This is how we flowin it on, time to get gone more free lyrics |
7. _ Big Kids Don't Play
[Grand Puba Maxwell] Wa-da-da-dah-dang! Check it THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Nope, we don't play THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Toys AIN'T Us THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Huh, we don't play THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Check it yo Here goes the flow, from your favorite dynamo Grand Puba, Dougie Mo', to show that we can flow slow Some of them seem to think, that they're-biggidu-bobbebly-swing Come on in, try again, cause here's the next one my friend We know what our people want, it's the REAL DOPE SHIT Twenty-four hours a day, THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY So you can relax, all your problems and you come you come you come Grand Puba's the one to get the job done Well then you knock knock knock upon my door door door If you really wanna see, God bo-dy Grand Puba is comin to slam it and you can believe it's no trouble to me Cause I wreck shop, on the non-stop, grab the big props Then I change it up a bit to flip it on some next shit That's how it goes when you got the Puba flows I guess I'm a natural, yeah How the chorus go? THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Here we go THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Nanana-nah-nah THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Huh, we don't play THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Parlayparlayparlay THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Check the resume Knock it off, because you know who's the boss When it comes to this type of shit, you know what time is it So, flow with the motion with the brother smooth as lotion I'm not boastin here it is because I have the magic potion Grand Puba the mad rhymin ravin God child With more rhymes than tokens in the turnstyle Check it, here goes a noise for the ghetto girls and boys I do it strictly for my people so come get your jolly joys Not the type to get some loot, then flip and be conservative I stay true, God Body, word is bond, with no preservative So cancel all the nonsense that you heard, thus far You wanted the best at your request so here we are! So call me the Grand man, I laid off the Sandman cause I like workin nights, I hit some joints and then I get into flights Then push Uptown to Shabazz, get a fish sandwich with bean soup Half and half, sign a few, autographs, jet back downtown, catch up with my staff Now if you think that you can follow this flow Please don't make me laugh You know why? THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Nope we don't play THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Ha-hahah-ha-hah THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY Yeahyeah,a-da-day! THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY How we go yo THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY THE BIG KIDS DON'T PLAY (repeats at intervals for the rest of the song) more free lyrics |
8. _ Lickshot
Alright y'all! I want y'all to put your hands together And to bring on a brother that's bound to lay more dips in your hips More gliiiiide in your stride And if you don't dig what's next you got the wrong damn address [Grand Puba - steadily getting louder] He's coming, he's coming, he's coming (8X) Bo! Lickshot for the blood claat talkin that what-not, Puba come and hit on the right spot Rhyme teller for the ladies and the fellas and I only kick the flavor for my fellow ghetto dwellers No rock'n'roll, it's just soul Ain't nuttin changed, I still like to hit the hole with my pole, smoke a stog' and then I roll And when my corn hurts I wear a Dr. Scholl I make beats, then I hit sheets Then I build with the Gods to get the addicts off the nod Grand Puba, and I drop a album yearly And I'm very nearly really come to droppin shit like daily My knowledge is bond, so you brothers better move on You brought your wack style, come play the horn Grand Puba Maxwell, not on the Hollywood tip Here comes a brother more than _2 Legit to Quit_ I'm not sleazy but I like it nice and easy Ain't nuttin changed, I still wear my hair peasy I like to dig it, that's how we done done dug it I tend to work for all the ones who like to wig it *samples cut and scratched by Alamo, including "I got a story I want to tell you", "I like to tell it like it is"* "Second time around" [Grand Puba] Check, I get boom service just like room service And when I jump upon a stage I'm not a bit nervous I kick the reel to rell, I never been to jail Oops maybe one time but I had a good time I keep my pants saggin, I'm never lolligaggin Niggaz try to copy this they on the bandwagon I shake my thing I do I pull a hamstring and then I call a old fling Gotta Spike her and tell her _Do the Right Thing_ Ron Studda do the rap, Alamo'll do the overdub 'Fore we hit these 40's G, we gotta get some grub Grand Puba *inhales* Let me take a breather Get you hot like a fever, you'll be slammin even So don't bother, it's the new Godfather Tell your godson that Grand Puba is the one "Way back in, history, the Prodigal Son was a, wealthy man" (2X) [Grand Puba] Sing it baby, ha ha ha, bust it No more skid row, can't get a show Time to kick a new flow, and make the dough y'know? I'm a Pisces I like to drink iced teas I'm a Reese's with all the pieces Or the Alomnd with the Joy, ten years from a boy When I work out Puba go see Roy's next to thirty-three, where Stud lives You won't catch the Puba doin nothin negative Now honey don't like me cause I won't dance like Hammer Honey ask Hammer, can he speak Puba's grammar? I can shake a leg if I want to, but I don't want to cause that's what my dancers do Now I give the next man his props But when it comes to micraphones, c'mon, give me mine Hobbes I won't diss the next brother to be great that's not my trade but every brother, ain't a brother, word to the mother or praises to the father, you wanna try to see this Don't even bother! Grand Puba, for those who came late You try to step to this, then I'll end up-state Word is bond, let's move on and on and on Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go! Big up to my Now Rule brothers All the cool ones, not the fool ones And we gon' move it like this for the year ninety-two Big up to my man, Positive K Big up to my cousin Jeff And allatha and allathat This is how we gon' move this yo, word is bond S.D., in the house Definitely pumpin the shit like this And this is how we gon' do it yo Knowledge Knowledge Uhh more free lyrics |
9. _ Baby What's Your Name?
Yo G! What's the flavor on these skins you was talkin about the other day? Oh them ? G, yo I ahh told you I didn't tell you about them girls? Nah, you didn't tell me Aiyyo, she was definitely with the program but she tried to flam a little bit on on, ? though Well then I stepped to her I I yo I could get with mad shit you know This how I I kick it to her G Bust it *singing* Baby what's your name? Baby what's your name? Does she feel ashamed? I wanna wanna wanna know! Your name Baby what's your name? Baby what's your name? Does she feel ashamed? I wanna know I wanna know! Your name You look good Can I get to know you better? Stay awhile No other man can make you wetter Oh by the way My name's Grand Puba, I play no games and if the same why don't you just tell me, your name Baby what's your name? Baby what's your name? Does she feel ashamed? I wanna.. I wanna know! Your name Baby what's your name? Baby what's your name? Does she feel ashamed? I I I wanna know! Your name Well can we go out tonight? And sit by the candlelight? That's what I wanna do If it's alright with you You see, I can make you feel like a woman's supposed to feel I'm for real, that's the deal So come on baby tell me, what is your name? Baby what's your name? Baby what's your name? Does she feel ashamed? I wan I wan I wan I wanna know! Your name Baby what's your name? Baby what's your name? (What is your name girl?) Does she feel ashamed? (Yo G what was that?) I wanna wanna wanna know! Your name (Come in and hit the skins that night?) Aiyyo I'll never sing that thing I touch you and, I can't let go I can't go a day without Grand Puba (who?) Grand Puba (who?) Grand Puba (who?) Grand Puba, bust it (who?) I touch you and, I can't let go I can't go a day without Grand Puba (who?) Grand Puba (who?) Grand motherfuckin Puba.. *laughing* Let's get out of here That's how that story goes more free lyrics |
10. _ That's How We Move It
Well that's how we move it This is how we move it That's how we move it This is how we move it That's how we move it This is how we move it Aiyyo Doogie how we move it This is how we move it Well it's time to kick the flavor with the you-know-who Stud Doogie, Alamo, and the one Grand Pu' Check out the ringle, hit the spot that'll tingle Make the hons wanna jingle, I stay crisp like a Pringle Check how we set off, last stop's where we get off You know it's flavor, three shots lick the glock off BUCK BUCK BUCK, you know how it go Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, and Alamo So what's the 411? Loungin black Hilfiger knapsack with a 40 in the back So hon shake the goodies don't front on the puddy With the rubber and the hoodie I peck the hole like Woody Show no shame, with everything to gain Honies always singin, how can I ease the pain? When they think I'm comin back but that's game This is the real, how I wheel and deal First round draft pick like big Shaquille O'Neal Shit's so dope that I might catch a steal Stud Doogie, Alamo, spin the wheel Cause that's how we move it This is how we move it Well that's how we move it This is how we move it That's how we move it This is how we move it Aiyyo Doogie how we move it This is how we move it I'm with this rich girl named Dawn, hit the skins on the lawn Ron Stud had her sister in the crib playin Twister They lived in Poughkeepsie, moms was a gypsy Pops was in the crib but he was upstairs tipsy Know I got soul, baby jump upon a pole Janet Jackson took a ride, she's no longer _In Control_ The bedroom worked, not a bone jerker Good like Black and Decker knockin skins from here to Mecca Like one two three, or A-B-C Or Do-Re-Mi-Fa-So-La-Ti Honey called me brilly, I told her she was silly Cut my ex-girl off cause she worked my last frilly The new skin shower, micraphone goer Girls follow me like animals did Noah From Tracy, to Pattie, Linda down to Tina Everytime I see some skins then pop goes the weener Puba, the devil roaster, I keep a tool in my holster Mess with me and I'll be on a wanted poster Cause that's how we move it This is how we move it Well that's how we move it This is how we move it That's how we move it This is how we move it You know the deal huh, spin the wheel Yeah, check it It's time to switch it up so I'll breeze back to the rest Put on some Polo gear and a baggy pair of Guess Put on my baseball cap, refill my knapsack This ain't Poltergeist, but I'm back! You know the M.O. on Doogie Alamo Cuts so sharp make like Shaft and get an afro Better yet you can take it down low Al's my man but that perm gotta go gotta go So all you copycat rhymers swine'n'dinin on the riblets Get downtown, see my mic on exhibit No need to worry, cause I'll be there in a hurry Yo hon I'll smack it out like Darryl Strawberry Keep your head spinnin, cause I only heard of winnin Played the game before so I can go the extra inning Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, Alamo here to prove it This is how we move it Cause that's how we move it This is how we move it That's how we move it This is how we move it That's how we move it baby This is how we move it Aiyyo Doogie how we move it This is how we move it more free lyrics |
11. _ Check it Out
Flippin the script, page one We got the real McCoy's in the house, the big kids Callin all the shots So here's the resume for the day, check it [Grand Puba Maxwell] Uh-huh, it's time to turn the page So check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out) Well here's some reel type shit, Grand Puba with the singer Give thumbs up cause I'm glad I could bring her Honey clear your throat [MJB] Oooooh-hooooo-yeahhh! Yeah the shit sound dope Well here goes the skit, it's the kick a rhyme zing to the beat shit, that you wanna get wit Brothers try to copy but they just can't get it down right This is how we move it tonight So honey is you ready? [MJB] Yes I'm ready! So, kick the flavor, get the loot, and let's be jetti * Mary starts crooning * Aiyyo check it Well I'll be damned if I do, damned if I don't It's time to kick the flavor on the reel you think I won't? [MJB] And you know I come to kick the flavor too Well that's true! Now how we do? [MJB] I gets busy Aiyyo hon me too [MJB] And that's nothin Cause that's the way we do [MJB] So get ready (uh-huh) [MJB] Because you know the deal and what's the real thing Yeah yeah yeah! So let's get down, get down with honey from Uptown When I'm done with this I'll be around like James Brown Ain't no thing, honey JUST sing! [MJB] You know ahhhiiii-I, and youuuuuuu Uhh, yeah, we got it goin on (got it goin on) We got it goin on (got it goin on) We got it goin on (got it goin on) You got it goin on So check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out!) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out!) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out!) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out!) Uh! [MJB] You know, you know I know (uh-huh) Puba knows, how to flow [GPM] So bear witness to the Grand Puba slickness Better get your medication cause it spreads on the quickness [MJB] Take notes to what's goin on [GPM] Aiyyo, Grand Puba and Mary [MJB] Won't steer you wrong! [GPM] Hon it's just that shit [MJB] Let's get it on! [GPM] And on and on, and on and on Aiyyo, some try to flow [MJB] But they just can't do it [GPM] But you know how that go [MJB] Ain't nothin to it [GPM] But, to do it, run right through it Those who know the time, huh, already knew it I drink a Snapple and I wet my Adam's apple And head straight for the center, the dope style inventor Quick to make a buck, cause it's not beginner's luck Type of shit that hits, when you pump it in your truck Not Ashford and Simpson, Ike and Tina Turner Sonny or Cher, it's somethin dope on your ear So whether Monday [MJB] Tuesday [GPM] Wednesday [MJB] Thursday [GPM] Friday [MJB] Saturday [GPM] It don't make a matter This is the type of shit to make the pockets fatter It's simply splendid, the way that we bend it But it's time for me to jet, so I'ma let Mary end it [Mary J. Blige] You know, you know I know Puba knows, how to flow (got it goin on) You know, you know I know-owowwwwwwww (you got it goin on) You-eheheweeeeeee (uh) * Mary starts crooning * Yeah yeah "Oooh, baby yeah.." (6X) more free lyrics |
12. _ Proper Education
Here comes the proper education * Grand Puba skats in the background * Rudebwoy! Fiyah! Here comes the rudebwoy, ah ahh! Proper education, education Proper education Proper education, education Proper education Now let me tell you folks just exactly what I mean The way they try to lower, the black man's self esteem Put us in their schools and I call em mental graves When they teach us bout ourselves, all we learn that we were slaves Then they say Jesus was white, understand that means that Mystery God in the sky's a white man These two things alone make us start to feel inferior Then we grow up thinkin they are superior Why does the black licorice taste the worst? Why does the black jellybean taste the worst? Why do the bad guys always wear black? Why is bad luck when you see a black cat? Cause they're workin subconciously, subconciously Workin subconciously Workin subconciously, subconciously Workin subconciously This is why we must teach our strong black nation Proper education, education Proper education Proper education Proper education Proper education Yes lord! Easy now star! Come again! Now they gave restitution to the Japanese You see they gave restitution to the Jews Now over 400 years of slavery rape and murder but I guess there's no restitution for the coons They wanna use us a tool, and also as a slave in the land of the free and the home of the brave Musa came to the cave and taught them Ock the tricknowledge that the Devil once forgot Now the ten percent rules over the eighty-five You see we have to do more than just keep hope alive I don't hope and I don't do dope but I still feel the pain from my ancestors swingin on a rope Now pardon me as I distill on a Devil's grill Now me trust a Devil, huh, I never will I just catch my ?, grab my button, put it on my lapel Grab my people and get out of hell See this is why we must teach our young black nation Proper education, education Yes Yes, we would like to say peace to all the Gods and the Earths People of the universe The original man I would like to say peace to my brother Tony X Yes Wanna say to my physicals, free the land A-B-C more free lyrics |
13. _ Soul Controller
Yeah, uhh I'd like to say peace to all the Gods and Earths and people of the universe (peace Allah) Just wanna let you know the black man's first (Original Man) We gonna drop a little somethin like this knahmsayin on how we feel on the real, check it yo, uh-huh Who tells you when to work? (The Devil) Who tells you when you get a day off? (The Devil) Well who gives you your pay? (The damn Devil) And who takes it away? (The Devil) You mean to tell me that we're still not a slave in the land of free and the home of the brave? (mmmm) Knowledge Cipher, divided by Power Equals Wisdom But you know we have to start with Knowledge first Divine evil's what dispearse in a hearse Situation that we in, some people sayin that we're cursed The lack of the knowledge of ourselves makes it worse Science that we drop, make the average head burst So do the knowledge on the very next verse I heard a brother say, "I wash the clothes, I cook your food I pay your rent," now is that how the story went? Emphatically no, singer singin that weak wisdom knowledge Shit Haji God is here to cancel it So just ring the alarm, another Devil's dying, boooohhh Just ring the alarm, an Uncle Tom is tryin, boooohhh I didn't come to conceal it, I come to reveal it The True and Living God with the son of man (son of man) And if you ever need assistance just take my hand Black man be prepared cause here comes the Klan Now my great great Grand, was hung on a tree by the colored man -- you probably know him as a white man I seen a Oprah Winfrey show, she said that was in the past but [bitch], kiss my [ass] Now it's time to teach the people, why our people's not treated equal, here's the next sequel (speak on it God) Askin taller than the tallest wall, you ever saw Sincere gave the God a call, we boost it from the mall Long as it's a Devil I'ma take it If a Devil catch me right, I leave him buttnaked (yessir yessir) Word is bond, test the God, I don't fake it Yeah yeah, uhh Now here it go (here we come) The soul controller (soul controller) The soul controller (soul controller) The soul controller, yeah Now wake up, wake up, cause you went back to sleep Grab ahold of your mental cause this next verse is deep Now check out the thing and what they did to Rodney King That goes to show ya, who controls ya The Devil man when brothers went lootin in Cali they used the corder-cam, the same as the police man But I bet my last bottom dollar G The brothers that they picked up won't go free See I'm a, disbeliever when it comes to jungle fever Aiyyo God you trust the Devil? (Now Cipher) Me neither Now brothers say, "Why you diss the church like Ock?" Cause if church was good for us, it wouldn't be on every block of our neighborhood, just like a liquor store, it just ain't no good -- they represent the ten percent Now Momma Lova has no loot, but she'll spend her last dime to make sure her child has an Easter suit What is this with Christmas, I just can't see spendin your money, givin the credit to a fat man comin down your chimney (c'mon) I just can't see it, it's like TV tellin lies to your vision Haji God is here to make the incision The soul controller, uhh Yeah the soul controller, word is bond, the soul controller The soul controller Check it As we come with the twelve jewels we know and understand The Knowledge Wisdom Understanding It's Freedom Justice Equality Food Clothing Shelter And Love Peace and Happiness So as we say A-B-C more free lyrics |
14. _ Honey Don't Front
Yeah (5X) Aiyyo check it This is how we swing this Big kid flavor So come on honey, don't front C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Honey honey don't front C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Ha hah, you know what time is it C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front C'mon honey don't front C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Check it No one's home, I'll be there in a sec And all I keep thinkin is wreck wreck wreck Ding-dong goes the doorbell as I'm straight for the nightie She said, "Hold on a sec," to make sure her crib was tidy I steps in, with the Puba grin And I say, "How ya been?" But all I'm thinkin is skins I said, "What's on the agenda for the night?" She said HBO was boomin and Foreman was about to fight Cool, I'm down to see him drop a body So I, dim the lights and it was me and this hottie Round one, round two and then the fight was through And I was thinkin all the things that I can do I threw my arm upon her shoulder, this is what I told her "Baby grab ahold-a I'm as solid as a boulder" She said, "Stop it!" She tried to change the topic I said, "C'mon honeydip because you know I wanna knock it" Then she broke down in tears And I've been waitin for weeks, but weeks feel like years "Puba, I thought you was a friend" I said, "What are you sayin hon, I gets no skin?" I gave her some advice I put the shit on ice And then I told her, yeah yeah C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Ha hah, c'mon honey don't front C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front You know what time is it C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Knock it off, baby baby knock it off C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Huh See hon was a good friend, I seen her more than just a bend (What's a bend?) A bend is when you spread the skins Why pretend? If honey bend, the God is in She called me friend because she didn't want to see the Jim Now now-now now now just wait a sec In cases like this, the Puba usually gets wreck But this night I settled for a little raincheck Before I left I mmm-mmm'd all on her neck I like to civilize em first before I run up in Educate em then politely speak upon the skins I'm the type of nigga to be careful of a digger And I still can't figure how they try to play a nigga So, c'mon honey cause I know you're not a stunt But it ain't no need for you to front C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Honey don't front C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Ha hah, you know what I want C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Yeah yeah yeah C'mon honey, don't front Honey don't front, c'mon honey don't front Big kid flavor Sha-ah, sha-uh, sha-ah Sha-uh, sha-ah, sha-uh, sha-ah Ha hah! This is how we gonna move it on yo Give me a mic and I'll wreck shit Cause it takes less than a sec for me to wet shit But I just do my shows and catch the hoes and wear my 'Bauds And hang with those who I know are not down low foes Oh my lord, climb aboard, here's the love train Brother tried to hitch a free ride, back off shit stain We got the lingo, hon stop look and giggle Stud Doogie drops a beat and then we watch the ass wiggle Oh my good, this is how it SHOULD be done So c'mon hon I'm not Luther Vandross, Babyface, or Freddie Jackson That's OK, cause I still get a piece of the action Don't worry honey, cause we got things covered The best thing I left undiscovered We can get this 40, step to the corner and get this blunt It ain't no need to front C'mon honey don't you don't don't don't don't YaknowhatI'msayin? Let's get it on Ha hah, Stud Doogie Doogie Doogie Yeah, Ala Ala Alamo, you know how it go S.O.S., ha hah! Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, ha hah C'mon, c'mon S.D. pumpin this shit on the reel to reel Ha hah, let's do it like this Yeah, yeah, on the bug out, uh Yeah Yeah Yeah Ha hah, and you don't stop And you won't stop, and you don't stop Baby Pop, in the thing, knowhatI'msayin? Big Jeff is in the thing youknowhatI'msayin? Ha hah, c'mon, c'mon Time to shift more free lyrics |
15. _ 360 Degrees (What Goes Around)
[GPM] Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah "There's just one thing I wanna say.." [GPM] The reel to reel to reel to reel yo "There's just one thing I wanna say.." [GPM] Copy copy copy copy copy "There's just one thing I wanna say.." [GPM] We gonna hit it down like this, y'all know the flav "There's just one thing I wanna say.." [GPM] Uhh, Alamo, is you wit me? "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Stud Doogie, is you wit me? "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] S.O.S., is you wit me? "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Yo this how we gon' bust it down, yo you know the flavor "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] You know what time is it, check it yo, this how we flow [Grand Puba Maxwell] Here comes the Puba and you know I won't fake it Usually bust records on gettin butt naked Made for the Benzi, drive a nigga skins he pump the tape, grab your dick, get with the Puba frenzy C'mon honey sing, don't you, try to eject _Slow Down_'s what you say, once my joint gets erect Some try to copy but they just can't sketch it Some try to follow but they just can't catch it With the boom boom tap, yeah alla dat Huh, I'm livin fat, me fall off, there'll be none of that See who's the one to flip it? Quick to tell a nigga to zip it Stud drink the 40 cause we ain't got time to sip it Grand Puba got body Kick some of them, some of those, and some yardies As dope as they come, suckers sing or hum Don't try to step to this, you know your shit is slum First batter up well here's the pitch - it's a curve Second batter up because the first got served The one who arouse, as I browse for a blouse Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv I'm gettin G's, no more time for the line of free cheese Here's the four one one hon, the one who gets the job done I know you know the flavor of the Puba "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Yeah yeah yeah yeah, na-nah nah nah nah, this how we bump it yo! "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Yaknahmsayin? Big Jeff in the house, we gon' move it like this "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Ha hah, Baby Pop Baby Pop in the house, bust how we bust it down "What goes around comes back around again.." [GPM] Y'all you know the flavor.. Sincere Allah, check check check check! [Grand Puba Maxwell] O-kay o-kay o-kay, what more could I say? Alamo get the boom and.. parlay parlay I'm far from the average, civilize the savage When I'm low on protein I'm with the bean soup and cabbage Skins on the diet, kick the flavor, cause a riot Do a show and get the dough and then I'm off to the Hyatt So tie me on the spliff, ain't no ands or if And if you really wanna riff you just might end up playin stiff Girbauds hangin baggy, Hilfiger on the top Knapsack on the back, that's just my flavor Hobbes As my man gives a zigga zigga, watchin three grow bigga bigga To Pos K, that's my nigga Here goes the wreck, whaddayou expect? If you wanna see some wreck, send cash, not a check Grand Puba, more than a public figure Quick to kick the bone up the butt of a golddigger Now Tic-Tac-Toe means I hit three in a row If I do a show then you better have my dough Low, low, well how low can you go? Call on Grand Puba if you really need a pro Cause my shit's more rugged than G.I. Joe Don't front honey, act like you know Now big up to my Brooklyn mob (Brooklyn! Brooklyn!) Big up to my Uptown mob (Uptown! Uptown!) Now brothers wanna diss me cause it's my turn to burn My best advice for the brothers is to sit back and learn I don't diss nobody to be somebody I just like to kick the flavor to make the people party See all I'm sayin, is respect due Those who tried to follow, sorry I left you Grand Puba, Stud Doogie and Alamo So if you ever want the flavor you know where to go Now how we go.. Yeah, ha ha ha! The reel to reel, yeah yeah yeah, this is how we move it You know the flavor, y'all know the flavor, you know the flavor Here we go yo, and you don't stop (big up to all the people) Big up! Big up! Big Jeff hold tight! Ha hah, ha hah! On and on y'all Time to get gone Word is bond more free lyrics |
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