"Check it out ch'all and you stop, keep on and you don't stop Check it out ch'all and you stop, keep on and you don't stop Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you stop it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop"
I knew from jump that my was gonna hit 'Cause I spoke to Dione Warick and she put me on some psychic She said be careful 'cause these girls be block I said," D don't even I sweat no girl for they stank box" I drinkin' honey, hit me a 5-1-6, what's a 5-1-6?
Long Island, you bitch When it comes to this my flows free like Willy me grab the cream like them Beverly Hill Billy I know you're happy with the shit you just It's the return since Jordan hit the court
Because my style changes See I been talkin' mics since the days of delinquency Now I'm still the same low gold teeth and Gortex And on occasion the ruff sex
Stud heats it up like a flannel he's smooth as wall panel Hits the one and two like a channel I have no time for bullshitters, I get bad honies
As I walk be all the head critters I got more funk then En Vogue got junk in they My flow ya like a filthy piece of skunk So Alley get the scomma the dodge spot Put it in the L and get high an astronaut
"Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, on and you don't stop Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you don't Check it out and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, on and you don't stop"
Now see they me Mr.Mingo Got a but I'm still single Honies scream my name like they won bingo (Puba) I take 'em out for a dinner or a But you know how the go, hey man, no doe
You know the you go out a few nights They sweat your tight 'Cause they rock they're right Go away little girl you gets
But here take a to ease your pain and sufferin' 'Cause I'm so aware of too many I know what I if ya know what I mean Come clean because I'm a fiend for a and a theme
Comin' strong Hakeem and it ain't a dream Now is it me or is this hittin' like Like a plate of beans and rice I be a needy on ice And Puba, Stud Doogie on the nights
I bag the we hit a nut And we back up in her guts See I get down and dirty an arceologist I get deep into mind like a psychologist
I hit brothers in the head the real Bag honies like a charm Grand Puba is the bomb So come on baby no need to play dumber Or I be comin' your nostrils when I 'cum So it out now
"Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you don't Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you stop Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you stop Check it out and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop"