| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| «There's just one thing I wanna say.»
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| The reel to reel to reel to reel yo
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| «There's just one thing I wanna say.»
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| Copy copy copy copy copy
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| «There's just one thing I wanna say.»
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| We gonna hit it down like this, y’all know the flav
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| «There's just one thing I wanna say.»
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| Uh, Alamo, is you wit me?
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| «What goes around comes back around again.»
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| Stud Doogie, is you wit me?
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| «What goes around comes back around again.»
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| S.O.S., is you with me?
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| «What goes around comes back around again.»
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| Yo this how we gon' bust it down, yo you know the flavor
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| «What goes around comes back around again.»
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| You know what time is it, check it, yo, this how we flow
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| Here comes the Puba and you know I won’t fake it
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| Usually bust records on gettin' butt naked
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| Made for the Benzi, drive a nigga skenzi
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| Pump the tape, grab your dick, get with the Puba frenzy
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| C’mon, honey, sing, don’t you try to eject
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| «Slow Down» is what you say, once my joint gets erect
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| Some try to copy but they just can’t sketch it
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| Some try to follow but they just can’t catch it
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| With the boom boom tap, yeah, all of that
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| Huh, I’m livin fat, me fall off, there’ll be none of that
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| See, who’s the one to flip it? |
| Quick to tell a nigga to zip it?
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| Stud drink the forty 'cause we ain’t got time to sip it
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| Grand Puba, God body
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| Kick some of them, some of those, and some yardies
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| As dope as they come, suckers sing or hum
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| Don’t try to step to this, you know your shit is slum
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| First batter up, well, here’s the pitch — it’s a curve
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| Second batter up because the first got served
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| The one who arouse, as I browse for a blouse
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| Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles
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| Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv
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| I’m gettin' G’s, no more time for the line of free cheese
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| Here’s the 411, hun, the one who gets the job done
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| I know you know the flavor of the Puba
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| «What goes around comes back around again.»
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah, na-nah nah nah nah, this how we bump it yo!
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| «What goes around comes back around again.»
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| Yaknahmsayin? |
| Big Jeff in the house, we gon' move it like this
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| «What goes around comes back around again.»
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| Ha hah, Baby Pop Baby Pop in the house, bust how we bust it down
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| «What goes around comes back around again.»
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| Y’all you know the flavor
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| Sincere Allah, check check check check!
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| Okay, okay, okay, what more could I say?
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| Alamo get the boom and … parlay, parlay
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| I’m far from the average, civilize a savage
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| When I’m low on protein, I’m with the bean soup and cabbage
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| Skins on the diet, kick the flavor, cause a riot
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| Do a show and get the dough and then I’m off to the Hyatt
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| Sometimey on the spliff, ain’t no and’s or if
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| And if you really wanna riff, you just might end up playin' stiff
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| Girbauds hangin' baggy, Hilfiger on the top
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| Knapsack on the back, that’s just my flavor, Akh
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| As my man gives a zigga, zigga, watchin' three grow bigger, bigger
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| To Pos K, that’s my nigga
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| Here goes the wreck, whaddayou expect?
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| If you wanna see some wreck, send cash, not a check
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| Grand Puba, more than a public figure
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| Quick to kick the bone up the butt of a gold digger
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| Now, Tic-Tac-Toe means I hit three in a row
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| If I do a show, then you better have my dough
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| Low, low, well, how low can you go?
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| Call on Grand Puba if you really need a pro
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| 'Cause my shit’s more rugged than G.I. |
| Joe
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| Don’t front, honey, act like you know
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| Now, big up to my Brooklyn mob (Brooklyn! Brooklyn!)
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| Big up to my Uptown mob (Uptown! Uptown!)
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| Now, brothers wanna diss me 'cause it’s my turn to burn
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| My best advice for the brothers is to sit back and learn
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| I don’t diss nobody to be somebody
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| I just like to kick the flavor to make the people party
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| See, all I’m sayin' is respect due
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| Those who tried to follow, sorry, I left you
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| Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, and Alamo
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| So, if you ever want the flavor, you know where to go
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| Now, how we go
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| Yeah, ha ha ha!
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| The reel to reel, yeah yeah yeah, this is how we move it
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| You know the flavor, y’all know the flavor, you know the flavor
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| Here we go yo, and you don’t stop (big up to all the people)
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| Big up! |
| Big up!
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| Big Jeff hold tight! |
| Ha hah, ha hah!
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| On and on y’all
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| Time to get gone
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| Word is bond |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 360 (What Goes Around), artist - Grand Puba. Album song Reel to Reel, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп