"Check it out and you don't 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, on and you don't stop Check it out and you don't stop, keep on and you don't stop"
I from jump that my shit was gonna hit 'Cause I spoke to Dione and she put me on some psychic shit She said be careful these girls be throwin' block I said," D don't even worry I sweat no for they stank box" I drinkin' honey, hit me a 5-1-6, what's a 5-1-6?
Long Island, you dumb When it comes to this my style free like Willy Watch me grab the like them Beverly Hill Billy I know you're happy the shit you just bought It's the greatest return since hit the court
Because my style changes See I shit talkin' mics since the days of delinquency Now I'm still the same low down gold teeth and And on occasion with the sex
Stud Doogie heats it up a flannel 'Cause he's as wall panel Hits the one and two like a channel I have no time for bullshitters, I get bad honies
As I be all the chicken head critters I got more funk then En Vogue got junk in they My flow hits ya like a piece of skunk So Alley get the scomma from the spot Put it in the L and get high like an
"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, on and you don't 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"
Now see they me Mr.Mingo Got a but I'm still single Honies scream my name like they won bingo (Puba) I 'em out for a dinner or a show But you how the rest go, hey man, no doe
You know the type you go out a few They sweat pockets tight 'Cause they rock they're right Go little girl you gets nothing
But here take a bufferin' to ease pain and sufferin' I'm so aware of too many things I know I know if ya know what I mean Come clean I'm a fiend for a beat and a theme
Comin' strong like Hakeem and it ain't a Now is it me or is hittin' like Tyson? Like a plate of beans and rice I be a winds on ice And Grand Puba, Stud on the nights
I bag the we hit a nut And then we up in her guts See I get and dirty like an arceologist I get deep into your mind like a
I hit in the head with the real Bag honies like a charm cause Puba is the bomb So come on there's 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 don't Check it out ch'all and you don't stop, keep on and you stop"