Grand Puba - Tap Out lyrics

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Grand Puba - Tap Out lyrics

[Intro] Okay, New York City It's been a long time but the wait is over Let's go, you know [Hook] Here's what I recommend you run go tell your friends (better tell her) To tell a friend to tell friend (better tell her) That Grandpa Rock back at it again Here's what I recommend (for Twitter) Instagram go tell your friends (Facebook) To tell a friend to tell friend (tell her) That Grandpa Rock back at it again (yeah) [Verse 1] So what's good ya'll I'm be the spook sat by the door I'm blackballed when I speak for the cause When I talk nothing it get me awards When I touch the stage mamis throw up the d** I know it's been a little minute since you heard me No matter what you tryna do you can't curb me Cause I'm still that n***a since the days of Hilfiger With the low all day, low life That's why my swag to this day still stay relevant Step in the room n***as like here come the elephant Now all the girls start coming, Uncle Tom starts running Devils be like, U-Turn, peace to the gods This is melanin music so start clapping And if you liking the melanin start acting We bout to turn up, get it lit First n***as in the hood to go bootleg platinum [Hook] Here's what I recommend you run go tell your friends To tell a friend to tell friend That Grandpa Rock back at it again Here's what I recommend you run go tell your friends To tell a friend to tell friend That Grandpa Rock back at it again [Verse 2] Now have you ever in your life met a cat like me I spit these bars till the black man's free Same time flashback get loused with the L.I.T Now I'm P with some N.I.C We're the hills with the hilly, I might VIP I'm at the bar with the Z.O.D Now Stanford got her eyes on me Came with the math now now she OD You run the show with the C.O.D The Grand Puba what the game could use I'm a winner don't know how to lose I stay crisp, fresh line of kicks Ain't nothing but the flick of the biscuit splash brother Let it go, wait for the swish Now shawty wanna blow up my six Send me flicks wanna show me her tits Bout she gay I don't care bro We grown men over here And if you feeling this one, put it in the air [Hook] Here's what I recommend you run go tell your friends To tell a friend to tell friend That Grandpa Rock back at it again

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