- Grand Puba 2000 歌詞
- Grand Puba
- Yeah, bleep bleep bleep
Hey yo this is how we gonna hit it off...
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So drop the Kronkite ***** (2000)
Check out how we flip *****t for (2000)
Stud Doogie runnin' *****t for (2000)
Grand Puba flippin' *****t for (2000)
Here comes the brotha from the future
Man, I got what suits ya
Fake mc's go away and let your label prostitute ya
Give me my space and let the swinger swing
***** don' t you know that Jane can't even stop this crazy thang
I like to boast cause i'm the host with the most
Bag a few honeys and i'm... (Space Ghost!!!)
I got *****s head-bobbin' with no problem
I kick 31 flavors so call me Basket Robbins, uhh
I gets down cause i travel like sound
Grand Puba's so fast they got my picture on a Greyhound
Here goes the tizm, get ya lifted like izm
If these devils ain't got my money then i got some off the prison
So honey here's more than a rent
For dollars and sense, see i leave *****t bent
So don't even come with that 69, hon
Cause i told ya last time, 68 and i owe ya one
Back up and let Puba do his thing,
Cause a ***** wanna krib like Eddie Murphy had a boomerang
So butt *****s get the steppin'
I gets to the root like beer
Lyrics flow like an automatic weapon
You can't see this or much greater,
Rough like Terminator, sendin' *****s down like elevators
So like Beavis and Butthead ...(he he he he)
Go away like 94, we drop the Kronkite *****
[Chorus]
No shame in the game I puts the pedal to the metal
Be a father to my son, ask the Bulldogs and pedal (?)
Pubagots that *****t that hits in every ghetto
Straight from New York, L.A. to ____
Honey, there's no need to hunt
Whatever you want, just make sure when you come you bring a blunt
This is for the year 2-circle-circle-circle
*****s lookin' stupid like their spotted and they urkel
Did i say that?
Doogie hits the scratch
*****s can't match, baggin' bootys by the batch
That's how we do at a theatre near you
Do the show, bag the doe and disappear like the zoo
Then i hit home, to rest my dome
Unplug the phone and put a joint on the bone
I kick the style longtime ya know
*****s can't see this, so you know how that *****t goes
***** it's gonna take a miracle
Call me a cab so i can ___ away and catch your hi-di-hi-di-ho
** *** that, my style's all that and a bag of snacks
Ran through Jersey and the *****cat
I'm the Scooby with the Doo
I like my philly with the brew
All ya'll *****s talkin' *****t about Puba, ***** you...
Ya know what you can do?
You can lick the twins when i pull 'em outta skins
And i put 'em in your face, you can tell me how it tastes
Cause its the Kronkite, *****
[Chorus]
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