Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Honey Don't Front, artist - Grand Puba. Album song Reel to Reel, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.09.1992
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Honey Don't Front |
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 |