Yo Doogie let's hit off yo Aiyyo this Yo Rob Sutton hit the Ha, yeah!
You know what is it You know what is it You know time is it Check it, it, check it out, yo
I beg your pardon the one with the roughness? Super extra toughness, Grand See I'm the chosen, I keep the frozen Check out how I blows in, girl it feels good it goes in
Here's the situation, motivation Helps me get the and then I knock the boots I jump high Jordan, flash like Gordon 'Bos, Girbauds and shorts is probably what I'm
Fuck you heard, this is what you need to hear the same as last year, so step to the rear 'Cause I was a shorty couldn't wait to drink my first 40 an ex-shorty in the hallway and get naughty
Jump on the elevator, hit the out My mom's was a yardie so my pop's a stout Ooh a young boy tipsy, that's without a It wasn't hard to tell the Puba was about
Love the lovely used to do it on my knees Certain honey got a problem, go see Puba he can ya Here I am and I stand Honey all good shit tell me, who's the man?
From, here to Bangkok, I sign my Hancock On the contract, it's 1-2-3 contact Kick shit on the really I do it on the daily Straight to the hole my man Malik Seally
I hit stunts, on smoke blunts My mom's don't like me 'cause I wear fronts If honey wants to flam no thing to me at all Alamo and Stud Doogie, it's time to have a
I'm a go-getter, and I'm out to If you're makin' movies, cancel that You're still movies? Man, get your cordercam Oops, camcorder, but shit you the order
get no skins, until you got a Benz Didn't no friends 'til you started makin' ends I see it daily, weekly yearly you got it goin' on? Really
I never gems to the bums in the slums Only robbed devils, a few number runs Brothers round my way they like to at the gums Just 'cause I got it by the tons
Twenty fifty hundred is how I count my Then I it slow because it runs into the mills Brothers try to step to this but all they is chills No frills, Puba the bills
Ron Studda the wheel back like his name was Pat Sajak On wheel of fortune, that's how we keep it 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 Mr. Satisfaction I be maxin' and relaxin' it's time to jump in the action Now for grown I speak with a tone which I choose to my own Ghetto prone I guard the zone like the kid Home Alone
Type of style that flows for days like it pays 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 hey, B.R. hey, Tislam hey, Jael hey Stud hey, Alamo hey, and Uptown hey, Brooklyn hey And here we go here we go the dough yo Here we go, we go, make the dough yo
Now it y'all I'd like to say peace For all the Gods and the earths and the of the universe let you know the black man come first So don't act up 'cause you might in a hearse
Yo this yo I wanna a big up to all my now rule people You know the flavor, M.O Ave M.O., you know what I'm sayin'? City park in the dark, M.O., you know what I'm
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 know what I'm And we bounce off like this Y'all the flavor, a-b-c