Grand Puba

[Puba]
I Self Lord and Master
[Chorus: x4]
"Youre playin a game.. its all plain.."
[Puba]
Uhh
Here go the style to make the young girls smile
They go wild when Grand Pubas on they radio dial
Alamo hit me off with the butter cream
Watch me run the ghetto scheme, givin all the honies wet dreams
Im gonna hit you where the drip go drop
and make your whole body tickle as we smack the nine-nickel, so
here we come, here go that flow son
I be the one who get it done and I aint done until after honey come
You see my flow is great, no greater
If theres one thing I cant stand, its a motherfuckin playa hater
Cause they hungry like Wally Gator
Why jealous niggaz try? I aint Woody and this aint Woodpecker Pie
Is it cause who we be
they hear us on the radio and see us on TV
Or just, playa hate us, be undercover
Jealous cause we MC brothers
Thats the way, it, goes
You know its 2000, playa haters need to stop, come on
[Chorus]
[Puba: over chorus]
Yeah
Tryin to jam wreck for the next man, yaknahmsayin?
Cause they dont understand, you know?
Playin that game, yeah
See Im the type of guy thatll say - hey baby, lets get away
Lets go somewhere far, dig it
Cause Ima put it on the mornin, if its on its on
When Im goin Im gone, it wont stop the dawn
But I be careful cause the monster be lurkin
Some honies got it bad where them rubbers dont be workin
Some stinkbox are like that Park called Jurassic
Slide up in the cut, it burns your rubber up like acid
So if youre playin them games, you best be careful
Dont let the 5-1-6 make you dareful
There you go, feelin good, youre out of town
And its one of those nights, you feel like gettin down
You aint choosy on the honey you picked
No glove on your stick, you just wanna hit it quick
So you get down for your crown to represent
Honeys runnin somethin, cause that short stay loot is spent
There you go, slidin raw dog again
Now youre singin New Edition song, "Is This the End?"
[Chorus: repeat to fade]
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