Grand Puba - Reel To Reel Lyrics
[grand puba maxwell]Heres that shit, yaknahmsayin?As we bounce it like thisFor those who dont like it..Uhh! hey, uh, yeah, yeahYeah yeah, hey!Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, hey!Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey!Its just that shit (just that shit)That same ol shit (that same ol shit)Yeah yeah, its time to hit the wreckWhat you expect, check out how we connectWell its the reel to reel (its the reel)Well its the reel to reel (well its the reel)Its the reel to reel (its the reel)Well its the reel to reel (its the reel)Its time to shake that shit because you know this ones the answerHons cut off, cause I smoke boom, my sign is cancerTime to clear the pack cause here comes mr. jolly rancherWhos gonna flip that shit? you know the answerJump into my briefs, because the boxers my jewels jingleI got a girl, but you can play me like Im singleDont worry hon, my pops showed me where it tingleIts time to catch on, to this grand puba lingoNo fuss, dont worry, toys aint usSome call me horny so just call me mr. lustDope shit we got it so its time to get retardedSo play like handiman and lah guu guu got it!No fakes see we got it what it takesWe stay far away from snakes, sippin on the chitlin shakesYou know the deal, on how we really feelCmon hon, this shit is realCause its the reel to reel (its the reel)Well its the reel to reel (its the reel) stud doogieAiyyo its the reel to reel (its the reel) alamoWell its the reel to reel (its the reel)Now back at it is a dope rhyme addictNiggaz try to copy but man your shit has had itSo just let me do my thang, for all my people, hey hey hey!It doesnt matter the demo, just to keep it simpleTake the a-train to the show so you can cancel the limoStud doogie, alamo is on the top top (top top)And if aint a zigga zigga then it aint hip-hop (hip-hop)I like when girls shake they booty to the rhymes that I send emSome look good, so pardon if I bend emUsed to live in the rule, smoke a mic like koolsNiggaz that I used to swing with is smokin woolsDamn they wont drop it, I strive to make them stop itThat shits depressin so let me change the topicHoney hows it feel when the real shit hits ya?(hey yo puba that shit is real!) chill I get witchaHeres my number, just gimme a call* phone dialed and rings ** the number you have reached, has been temporarily, disconnected *Oh shit! bust how I played her outYeah ***** it so I go and get a guinness stoutJust waitin for the next young girl to sproutAw man, mommy better not let her outGrand puba, stud doogie, alamo to hit the right spotBack up diddy claat!Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, heres the resume for the dayCheck the 4-1-1 honNow check it yo, before we bounce on offLike we gon end it like this, on that realismYaknahmsayin? the flavortism, check it yoDo them oneNow big up to my people in 60 (60)Big up to my people in 70 (70)Big up to my people in 81 (81)Big up to my people in 51 (51)Big up to my people in 80This is how we move on, so dont act shadyGrand puba, stud doogie and alamoCatch on yo, cause this is how it goYeah yeah, ha hah!You know the flavor! right up on out of here yaknahmsayin?The big kids in the house, toys aint usWord is bond, this is that high tech shit knahmsayin?(this aint no playland shit)Nah great adventures (or ashley park)All of that shit, kingdom of whateverI dont give a ***** where youre atThis is where you got to be, youknowhatimsayin?Stud doogie how we bounce on, yaknahmsayin?Yeah yeahConey island, word upThats good
