Grand Puba

Grand Puba - Ya Know How It Goes lyrics

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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
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Elektra Entertainment

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Released in: 1992

Language: English

Appearing on: Reel to Reel (1992)

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