Yo Doogie let's hit this OFF yo
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Aiyyo check this
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Aiyyo Rob Sutton hit the button!
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Hah! Yeah
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You know time is it (3X)
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Check it check it check it out yo
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Check
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I beg your pardon who's the one with the roughness?
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Super extra toughness, Grand Pu-ba-la!
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See I'm the chosen, I keep the snakes frozen
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Check out how I blows in, girl it feels good when it goes in
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Here's the situation, supreme motivation
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helps me get the loot, and then I knock the boots
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I jump high like Jordan, Flash like Gordon
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'bos, Girbauds and shorts is probably what I'm sportin
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Fuck what you heard, this is what you need to hear
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It's the same as last year, so _Step to the Rear_
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Cause when I was a shorty couldn't wait to drink my first 40
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Find an ex-shorty in the hallway and get naughty
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Jump on the elevator, hit the lights out
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My moms was a yardie so my pops kept a stout
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Ooh a young boy tipsy, that's without a doubt
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It wasn't hard to tell what the Puba was about
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Love the ladies lovely used to do it on my knees
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Certain honey got a problem go see Puba he can ease ya
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Here I am, and here I stand
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Honey all that good shit tell me, who's the man?
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From, here to Bangkok, I sign my John Hancock
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on the contract, it's like 1-2-3 Contact
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Kick shit on the really cause I do it on the daily
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Straight to the hole like my man Malik Seally
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I hit stunts, on occasion smoke blunts
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My moms don't like me cause I wear gold fronts
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If honey wants to flam it's no thing to me at all
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Alamo and Stud Doogie, it's time to have a ball
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I'm a go-getter, and I'm out to go-get
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If you're makin movies, CANCEL that shit
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You're still makin movies? Man, get your corder-cam
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Oops, cam-corder, but shit you know the order
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Couldn't get no skins, until you got a Benz
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Didn't have no friends til you started makin ends
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I see it daily, weekly monthly yearly
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Think you got it goin on? Really
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I never sold gems to the bums in the slums
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Only robbed devils, made a few number runs
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Brothers round my way they like to blabber at the gums
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Just jealous cause I got it by the tons
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Twenty fifty hundred, is how I count my bills
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Then I take it slow because it runs into the mills
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Brothers try to step to this but all they catch is chills
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No frills, Puba pays the bills
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Ron Studda spin the wheel back like his name was Pat Sajak
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on Wheel of Fortune.. that's how we keep it scorchin
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Alamo HEY, Sadat X HEY, Baby Pop HEY, now let me keep it rollin
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This is just the way I move to keep my pockets swollen
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Lights cameras action here comes Mr. Satisfaction
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I be maxin and relaxin til it's time to jump in the action
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Now for grown I speak with a tone which I choose to call my own
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Ghetto prone I guard the zone like the kid from _Home Alone_
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Type of style that flows for days it's like it pays to save amaze
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Now I be careful on the lays because the AIDS are nowadayses
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Grand Puba, S.O.S., Stud Doogie, Alamo
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You know how the shit go!
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So Big Jeff HEY, B.R. HEY, Tislam HEY, Ja-El HEY
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Stud Doogie HEY, Alamo HEY, and Uptown HEY, Brooklyn HEY
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And here we go here we go make the dough yo
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Here we go here we go make the dough yo
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Now check it y'all I'd like to say peace
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to all the Gods and the Earths and the people of the universe
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Wanna let you know the black man come first
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So don't act up cause you might leave in a hearse
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Yo check this yo
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I wanna give a big up to all my Now Rule people
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You know the flavor, Projects M.O.
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Lincoln Ave. M.O., youknowhatI'msayin?
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City Park in the dark M.O., youknowhatI'msayin?
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Big up big up to all my people
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All that other shit .. is dead, dead, DEAD
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Word up
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I wanna give a big up to the stinkin Lincoln mob
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YouknowhatI'msayin? And we gonna bounce off like this
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Y'all know the flavor, A-B-C
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Ya Know How it Goes
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Grand Puba |