Grand Puba

Grand Puba - Amazing lyrics

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"Don't worry about" "Big money" "Can you dig it?" "Amazing" (x4)

 Verse 1:
 Well don't you know what time again for the big shot (BIG SHOT) Doogie
 Ready or not hit the buddah spot (BUDDAH SPOT)
 Time to get the cash (TIME TO GET THE HONEY)
 Time to get cash (TIME TO GET THE MONEY)
 Check it I got the nack to put the groove in your back
 Squeeze a rhyme like a pistol cause I'm smooth as Harvey Grisco
 I come clean with more protein and overtein
 The way I heat shit up you think my jaws was dipped in gasoline
 Whoa now that's a fire
 Puba got the hi-tech shit while other MC's come cheap like propiya
 So let's get down to the situation
 Smooth like a Temptation Puba makes it good like penetration
 That's how it's suppose to be
 No question so don't you put a rush on me
 I'm not a rookie I'm a pro you see my flow
 Give me the doe you better ask somebody if ya don't know

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 Verse 2:
 Dig it, see I like to know where you got the notion
 Said I like to know where you got the notion
 Dig this, my beats kick you in the head like a Timbaland
 Me and my crew stay tight like the X-men
 I gets mean and then I turns into the Wolverine
 Then I grab the mic and blow the spot to smithereens
 I gets down for the money honey I got the style tha'ts real
 What's why brothers chew my shit up like Gummy Bears
 It's the New York shocker representin' like a Knickerbocker
 Watch me get it cookin' like Betty Crocker
 I'll make you trip like I'm indo smoke
 Cause I'm down right nasty like Diet Coke
 See I ain't no joke cause I got mad style wicked and wild
 Mama's second child throwin' rappers to the pile
 Games point blank call me Shabba cause I Rank
 Don't run around with toast cause my people on a tank
 Clown won't get me cause I'm God body
 Moses asked me how to part the Red Sea
 Trippin' MC's up like astroturf
 Puttin' wack MC's outta buisness like Woolworth
 I'm a tell you straight off the god damn press
 I'm a handle my buisness right
 Boy I ain't come here for no foolishness
 I hit the set then I jet
 Can't trust a girl who couldn't standin' up tryin' to get a whole lot of
 niggas wet
 Because I con ya (Khan) like Chaka hit ya like a blocker
 Me and rhymes connect like walls and magic markers
 It's Grand Puba for the membrain
 Wiping borthers off the map so leavin' shit stains
 That's how I feel cause I always keep my shit on the Reel to Reel
 Makin' niggas happy like a kid with a happy meal

 So ah what you need to do is do a little dance
 Yeah smoke a little bud say what?
 Get down tonight uptown get down tonight dig it yo
 We gonna do a little dance do a little dance
 Some a little bud smoke a little bud
 Get down tonight uptown downtown get down tonight yeah
 Niggas hold tight uptown situation like always youknowhatI'msayin?
 All day, mash ya, one time. Doogie love , hold tight nigga
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Copyrights:

Author: Maxwell Dixon, Robert Hall, Jr., George Johnson, Louis Johnson, Siedah Garrett

Composer: ?

Publisher: Elektra Entertainment Group, WEA International Inc.

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

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