Grand Puba - Ya Know How it Goes lyrics

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Yo Doogie let's hit this OFF yo

Aiyyo check this

Aiyyo Rob Sutton hit the button!

Hah! Yeah

You know time is it (3X)

Check it check it check it out yo

Check

I beg your pardon who's the one with the roughness?

Super extra toughness, Grand Pu-ba-la!

See I'm the chosen, I keep the snakes frozen

Check out how I blows in, girl it feels good when it goes in

Here's the situation, supreme motivation

helps me get the loot, and then I knock the boots

I jump high like Jordan, Flash like Gordon

'bos, Girbauds and shorts is probably what I'm sportin

Fuck what you heard, this is what you need to hear

It's the same as last year, so _Step to the Rear_

Cause when I was a shorty couldn't wait to drink my first 40

Find an ex-shorty in the hallway and get naughty

Jump on the elevator, hit the lights out

My moms was a yardie so my pops kept a stout

Ooh a young boy tipsy, that's without a doubt

It wasn't hard to tell what the Puba was about

Love the ladies lovely used to do it on my knees

Certain honey got a problem go see Puba he can ease ya

Here I am, and here I stand

Honey all that good shit tell me, who's the man?

From, here to Bangkok, I sign my John Hancock

on the contract, it's like 1-2-3 Contact

Kick shit on the really cause I do it on the daily

Straight to the hole like my man Malik Seally

I hit stunts, on occasion smoke blunts

My moms don't like me cause I wear gold fronts

If honey wants to flam it's no thing to me at all

Alamo and Stud Doogie, it's time to have a ball

I'm a go-getter, and I'm out to go-get

If you're makin movies, CANCEL that shit

You're still makin movies? Man, get your corder-cam

Oops, cam-corder, but shit you know the order

Couldn't get no skins, until you got a Benz

Didn't have no friends til you started makin ends

I see it daily, weekly monthly yearly

Think you got it goin on? Really

I never sold gems to the bums in the slums

Only robbed devils, made a few number runs

Brothers round my way they like to blabber at the gums

Just jealous cause I got it by the tons

Twenty fifty hundred, is how I count my bills

Then I take it slow because it runs into the mills

Brothers try to step to this but all they catch is chills

No frills, Puba pays the bills

Ron Studda spin the wheel back like his name was Pat Sajak

on Wheel of Fortune.. that's how we keep it scorchin

Alamo HEY, Sadat X HEY, Baby Pop HEY, now let me keep it rollin

This is just the way I move to keep my pockets swollen

Lights cameras action here comes Mr. Satisfaction

I be maxin and relaxin til it's time to jump in the action

Now for grown I speak with a tone which I choose to call my own

Ghetto prone I guard the zone like the kid from _Home Alone_

Type of style that flows for days it's like it pays to save amaze

Now I be careful on the lays because the AIDS are nowadayses

Grand Puba, S.O.S., Stud Doogie, Alamo

You know how the shit go!

So Big Jeff HEY, B.R. HEY, Tislam HEY, Ja-El HEY

Stud Doogie HEY, Alamo HEY, and Uptown HEY, Brooklyn HEY

And here we go here we go make the dough yo

Here we go here we go make the dough yo

Now check it y'all I'd like to say peace

to all the Gods and the Earths and the people of the universe

Wanna let you know the black man come first

So don't act up cause you might leave in a hearse

Yo check this yo

I wanna give a big up to all my Now Rule people

You know the flavor, Projects M.O.

Lincoln Ave. M.O., youknowhatI'msayin?

City Park in the dark M.O., youknowhatI'msayin?

Big up big up to all my people

All that other shit .. is dead, dead, DEAD

Word up

I wanna give a big up to the stinkin Lincoln mob

YouknowhatI'msayin? And we gonna bounce off like this

Y'all know the flavor, A-B-C