Lyric Up and Down - Grand Puba

Lyric Song Up and Down: Grand Puba
One one
Twotwoone two
Yeah

Verse 1
Right nowGrand Puba bout to blow this mic out
Got cha movin like roaches with the lights out
Finger lickin like chicken in a dyke s house
Don t stopget it poppin like Redenbacher
Move more feet than Koreans in a nail shop
Keep it ghetto like Bodega s after twelve o clock
Shorty shakin like a chick up in the booty spot
That s what s upcan t you smell what the Pub ah cookin
Got a girl with a wife on his side and still lookin
You know my style is +Always+ like Coca Cola
I flip out like Skytel Motorola
In two thoumy new Benz is ridin solar
And my seed got a V8 in the stroller
You know the 4 1 1see it s time to make the paper pile
Ain t no need to act funny style

Hook
Ain t no need to stop Uh
Puba bout to drop Yeah
Get that ass What Out on that floor Uh huh
Know we keep it hot Yeah
Give it all ya got Uh
Move it up and down like a Chevy 6 4 Yeah

You know how it s going down
Grand Puba is back in town
Baby ain t no time to climb
Go up and down and up and down

Verse 2
Now you may ask yourself who the hell I be
Some consider mea legend emcee
Who never wear platinum or wore less gold
I been makin y all move since I was nineteen years old
Listen I ve been ballin in this game a long time
Been through more counties than the Greyhound line
Grand PubaBrand Nub affiliate
Twelfth birthday I got my first Big Willy pit
Mad love for the game ever since I was a youth
Used to set up my equipment on the project roof
Two turntablesmicrophoneand some vinyls
Now I bounce through town in a smoked out rider
Let s get it crackin if ya know how it s goin down
Don t stopget it get itshake ya body to the ground
Grand Puba gettin all up in that skull
Shine so hard I make ice look dull

Hook

Verse 3
Grand Puba still settin new trends Mm hmm
Still runnin with the Nubians Mm hmm
Still in the Range when I m not in the Benz Mm hmm
You don t knowya better ask your friends Mm hmm
Who wants to be a millionaire
Buy a mansion next door to the Beck s in Bel Air
and chip paper like he don t care
Buy all the shit that you want and need
In the Y2K I m like the gameshow Greed

Hook

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