Grand Puba - Amazing lyrics

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Grand Puba - Amazing lyrics

Hook: "Don't worry about" "Big money" "Can you dig it?" "Amazing" (x4) Verse 1: Well don't you know what time again for the big shot (BIG SHOT) Doogie Ready or not hit the buddah spot (BUDDAH SPOT) Time to get the cash (TIME TO GET THE HONEY) Time to get cash (TIME TO GET THE MONEY) Check it I got the nack to put the groove in your back Squeeze a rhyme like a pistol cause I'm smooth as Harvey Grisco I come clean with more protein and overtein The way I heat sh** up you think my jaws was dipped in gasoline Whoa now that's a fire Puba got the hi-tech sh** while other MC's come cheap like propiya So let's get down to the situation Smooth like a Temptation Puba makes it good like penetration That's how it's suppose to be No question so don't you put a rush on me I'm not a rookie I'm a pro you see my flow Give me the doe you better ask somebody if ya don't know Hook Verse 2: Dig it, see I like to know where you got the notion Said I like to know where you got the notion Dig this, my beats kick you in the head like a Timbaland Me and my crew stay tight like the X-men I gets mean and then I turns into the Wolverine Then I grab the mic and blow the spot to smithereens I gets down for the money honey I got the style tha'ts real What's why brothers chew my sh** up like Gummy Bears It's the New York shocker representin' like a Knickerbocker Watch me get it cookin' like Betty Crocker I'll make you trip like I'm indo smoke Cause I'm down right nasty like Diet Coke See I ain't no joke cause I got mad style wicked and wild Mama's second child throwin' rappers to the pile Games point blank call me Shabba cause I Rank Don't run around with toast cause my people on a tank Clown won't get me cause I'm God body Moses asked me how to part the Red Sea Trippin' MC's up like astroturf Puttin' wack MC's outta business like Woolworth I'm a tell you straight off the god damn press I'm a handle my business right Boy I ain't come here for no foolishness I hit the set then I jet Can't trust a girl who couldn't standin' up tryin' to get a whole lot of n***as wet Because I con ya (Khan) like Chaka hit ya like a blocker Me and rhymes connect like walls and magic markers It's Grand Puba for the membrain Wiping borthers off the map so leavin' sh** stains That's how I feel cause I always keep my sh** on the Reel to Reel Makin' n***as happy like a kid with a happy meal

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