Yo Doogie let's hit off yo check this Yo Rob Sutton hit the Ha, yeah!
You know time is it You know what is it You know time is it Check it, check it, it out, yo
I beg your pardon who's the one with the Super toughness, Grand Puba See I'm the chosen, I the snakes frozen Check out how I blows in, it feels good when it goes in
the situation, supreme motivation Helps me get the loot and then I the boots I jump like Jordan, flash like Gordon 'Bos, Girbauds and shorts is probably what I'm
Fuck what you heard, this is what you need to It's the as last year, so step to the rear 'Cause when I was a shorty wait to drink my first 40 Find an ex-shorty in the and get naughty
on the elevator, hit the lights out My was a yardie so my pop's kept a stout Ooh a young boy tipsy, that's a doubt It wasn't hard to tell the Puba was about
Love the ladies lovely to do it on my knees Certain honey got a problem, go see Puba he can ya Here I am and here I Honey all that good tell me, who's the man?
From, here to Bangkok, I my John Hancock On the contract, it's like 1-2-3 shit on the really 'cause I do it on the daily Straight to the hole like my man Malik
I hit stunts, on occasion smoke My mom's don't like me 'cause I gold fronts If honey to flam it's no thing to me at all Alamo and Stud Doogie, time to have a ball
I'm a go-getter, and I'm out to If you're movies, cancel that shit You're makin' movies? Man, get your cordercam Oops, camcorder, but shit you the order
Couldn't get no skins, you got a Benz Didn't no friends 'til you started makin' ends I see it daily, weekly monthly Think you got it goin' on?
I never gems to the bums in the slums Only robbed devils, made a few runs Brothers round my way they to blabber at the gums Just jealous I got it by the tons
fifty hundred is how I count my bills Then I take it slow it runs into the mills try to step to this but all they catch is chills No frills, Puba the bills
Ron Studda spin the wheel back his name was Pat Sajak On wheel of fortune, how we keep it scorchin' Alamo hey, Sadat X hey, baby pop hey, now let me keep it This is just the way I move to keep my swollen
Lights, cameras, action here comes Mr. I be and relaxin' 'til it's time to jump in the action Now for grown I speak a tone which I choose to call my own Ghetto prone I guard the zone like the kid from Home
Type of style that flows for days it's like it to save amaze Now I be careful on the lays because the are nowadays is Grand Puba, S.O.S., Stud Doogie, You how the shit go
So big Jeff hey, B.R. hey, hey, Jael hey Doogie hey, Alamo hey, and Uptown hey, Brooklyn hey And here we go we go make the dough yo Here we go, here we go, the dough yo
Now check it y'all I'd like to say For all the Gods and the earths and the of the universe Wanna let you know the man come first So don't act up 'cause you might leave in a
Yo check yo I give a big up to all my now rule people You the flavor, projects M.O Ave M.O., you know what I'm sayin'? City in the dark, M.O., you know what I'm sayin'?
Big up big up to all my All that other is dead, dead, dead up I wanna give a big up to the Lincoln mob
You what I'm sayin'? And we gonna bounce off this Y'all the flavor, a-b-c