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Grand Puba - Understand This lyrics
Uh.. uh.. (yeah) It's on.. it's on.. (uh-huh) It's on.. it's on.. (it's on) It's on.. it's on.. (uh) [Chorus: Female + (Puba)] Let's get it crackin (That's that shit) We get it poppin (All night long) Tell me whatcha waitin on (Shake that shit) No need for hatin on (On our shit) We keeps it raw (Yeah) And that's for sho' (Fo' sho') Get it on the floor (Uh-huh) Whatchu waitin for? (Uh) Understand this right now (Understand this) Understand this right now (Understand this) [Grand Puba] Now for those who don't know me, or those who forgot Guess who came back to blow the God-damn spot (Puba knows, ?? knows) If you back that thang up on me watch it grow This is for you haters who doubt me For you ladies who be thinkin about me Who can't (Be without me, pee without me) Style inventor, make ya party hot when I enter Five percent of the one who vibin for a Riker Summer, winter - flowin since the days of the center If I, bent her, slid up in the skin like a splinter The flamethrower lock it down like a boa If she's anything less than a dime, I don't know her Make ya system rattle like a whole herd of cattle Unseen wolves stay prepared for the battle I still can't swallow what they done to dude Diallo I guess I be a legend cuz I smashed the Apollo [Chorus] [Grand Puba] I'm the always complimented, never compensated Rich think I'm poor and the poor think I made it I'm underrated, complicated So highly advanced, from now on when I write rhymes I got a post date to seven years ago I made that album Two Thou It's 2002 so I'm seven years from now Back from another planet, where everything be organic Where the ugly chicks be lookin like Janet So hold that (hold that) I went from skinny to fat Now I'm back to "all that" liftin three off the mat Well God-damn! This shit stank on fire like a gas tank Let's work it out like Billy Blanks The hot shit to keep the E light from flashin off the pocket Rotisserize them chickenheads like I'm Boston Market We spark shit, make it hot as hot can get Forever dawg it don't quit [Chorus] [Grand Puba] Let me see that... I.D., so I can verify that age Ain't tryna have po-po come and snatch me off the stage I move faster than a New York minute First grade the first time I got suspended The first time I rubbed her ass, the class winked and hid it Used to cruise the projects in my toy car tinted with the next-door neighbor daughter in it Now I'm movin asses for a livin For you haters, forgive and forget It ain't no givings I'm that rafter, knowledge power My dawgs understand the culture, but hold on lemme translate that Knowledge power, that's fifteen Understandin culture's number thirty-four Big Oak that's my dawg, better yet my handle's like Kobe's But in Dolby, sip on Sobe while I politic and business with Gishobi and ya don't quit Grand Pub' from Problem House show me love if you like the way I {*hauch* *skirt* [Chorus] - 2X Chorus 3rd time w/ fade out halfway |
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