| Here’s that shit, yaknahmsayin?
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| As we bounce it like this
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| For those who don’t like it.
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| UHH! |
| Hey, uh, yeah, yeah
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| YEAH Yeah, HEY!
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| Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, HEY!
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, HEY!
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| It’s just that shit (just that shit)
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| That same ol' shit (that same ol' shit)
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| Yeah yeah, it’s time to hit the wreck
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| What you expect, check out how we connect
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| Well it’s the reel to reel (it's the reel)
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| Well it’s the reel to reel (well it’s the reel)
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| It’s the reel to reel (it's the reel)
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| Well it’s the reel to reel (it's the reel)
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| It’s time to shake that shit because you know this one’s the answer
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| Hon’s cut off, cause I smoke boom, my sign is cancer
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| Time to clear the pack cause here comes Mr. Jolly RANCHER
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| Who’s gonna flip that shit? |
| You know the ANSWER
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| Jump into my briefs, because the boxers my jewels jingle
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| I got a girl, but you can play me like I’m single
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| Don’t worry hon, my pops showed me where it tingle
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| It’s time to catch on, to this Grand Puba lingo
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| No fuss, don’t worry, Toys Ain’t Us
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| Some call me horny so just call me Mr. Lust
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| Dope shit we got it so it’s time to get retarded
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| So play like Handiman and LAH GUU GUU GOT IT!
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| No fakes see we got it what it takes
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| We stay far away from snakes, sippin on the chitlin shakes
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| You know the deal, on how we really feel
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| C’mon hon, this shit is real
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| Cause it’s the reel to reel (it's the reel)
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| Well it’s the reel to reel (it's the reel) Stud Doogie
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| Aiyyo it’s the reel to reel (it's the reel) Alamo
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| Well it’s the reel to reel (it's the reel)
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| Now back at it is a dope rhyme addict
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| Niggas try to copy but man your shit has had it
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| So just let me do my thang, for all my people, hey hey hey!
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| It doesn’t matter the demo, just to keep it simple
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| Take the A-Train to the show so you can cancel the limo
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| Stud Doogie, Alamo is on the top top (top top)
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| And if ain’t a zigga zigga then it ain’t hip-hop (hip-hop)
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| I like when girls shake they booty to the rhymes that I send em
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| Some look good, so pardon if I bend em
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| Used to live in the Rule, smoke a mic like Kools
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| Niggas that I used to swing with is smokin wools
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| Damn they won’t drop it, I strive to make them stop it
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| That shit’s depressin so let me change the topic
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| Honey how’s it feel when the real shit hits ya?
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| (Hey yo Puba that shit is real!) Chill I get witcha
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| Here’s my number, just gimme a call
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| Oh shit! |
| Bust how I played her out
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| Yeah fuck it so I go and get a GUINNESS STOUT
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| Just waitin for the next young girl TO SPROUT
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| Aw man, mommy better not LET HER OUT
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| Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, Alamo to hit the RIGHT spot
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| Back up diddy claat!
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, here’s the resume for the day
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| Check the 4−1-1 hon
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| Now check it yo, before we bounce on off
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| Like we gon' end it like this, on that realism
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| Yaknahmsayin? |
| The flavortism, check it yo
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| Do them one
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| Now big up to my people in 60 (60)
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| Big up to my people in 70 (70)
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| Big up to my people in 81 (81)
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| Big up to my people in 51 (51)
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| Big up to my people in 80
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| This is how we move on, so don’t act shady
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| Grand Puba, Stud Doogie and Alamo
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| Catch on yo, cause this is how it go
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| Yeah yeah, ha hah!
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| You know the flavor! |
| Right up on out of here yaknahmsayin?
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| The big kids in the house, Toys Ain’t Us
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| Word is bond, this is that high tech shit knahmsayin?
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| (This ain’t no Playland shit)
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| Nah Great Adventures (or Ashley Park)
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| All of that shit, Kingdom of Whatever
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| I don’t give a fuck where you’re at
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| This is where you got to be, youknowhatI’msayin?
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| Stud Doogie how we bounce on, yaknahmsayin?
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| Yeah yeah
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| Coney Island, word up
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| That’s good |