Grand Puba

Grand Puba - Honey Don't Front lyrics

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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
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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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