(feat. Sadat X) "Ladies and gentlemen, I've found him, I want you to meet the Baddest motherfucker in town (right on, right on, right on)" [Grand Puba] Who is it? Well its Grand Puba honey (I like it) With my man Stud Doogie love (I like it) Dropping 2000 (I like it) Dig the way this go down Check it, I hit a flow all dipped in lotion Sit back and sip Mo as I'm countin' my dough Grand Puba Maxwell, Doogie, comin' with the New York We keep it real like jail when we mic talk Honies know 'cause when I'm in the set Grand Puba is the one who makes they stink box wet So let me tell you something lady When you flow this flow then it's all cream and baby I made this one for the honies in the party To find a hottie and dance body to body Step 1, first you grab honey by the waist Step 2, then you move out a ghetto pace Step 3, then you look her dead in the face Step 4, now it's time to leave this place Hold up, be careful of the cheesers The teasers, the one who wants the money and the Visas I'm a tell honies straight off the bat But please don't even go there with that, dig it This ones designed to make your spine in your back wind Grand Puba nice setup for you every time "Ooooh, and I like it" And you say New York City (I like it) [x4] [Sadat X] Hey the Grand Puba's a great friend of mine Took a young boy who was dead as, told him a little something The young boy grew to be an X "One for All" was the number one joint one summer Can you remember? Everyone had it, that shit was bangin' Now it's the nine-nickle and I'm seeing the year 2000 Drinking Crystal, ride the Range, think it's strange Me and Puba is like a hard act to follow Watch young rappers wild out, eventually fall out Cause they don't know how to get that dough Just cause a nigga say is written in bold Don't mean he got that money control Reunion album to the highest bidder 300,000? Go ahead, you's a kidder Cause the boy's right here holding out for half a brick "Ooooh, and I like it" And you say New York City (I like it) [x4] [Grand Puba] [sings] Could it be I've stayed away too long? Seems MC's be wishing I was gone Because they wanna be where I are, but you can't get that far So stop wishing on a star, it's only one Grand P So honey do what you did on the night you creeped with me Its no doubt I come real with that, the butter track The one that makes the honeis hit the bed mat Im energetic, poetic, athletic, with good credit So just move like I'm Simon and I said it You see my flow is just a step ahead I'm still wicked in a bed because I'm down right nasty like newlyweds So back up and let me breathe, cause when it comes to gettin' down I'm gettin' looser than a crackhead's hair weave And I, bet ya my dolly, while you never find another style like this If you search a million miles So why don't cha let Puba ingnite your body I hit a flow liike Al Jarreau See I've been doin' this for years I'm leaving MC's in tears, tears, dig it Cause they falling just like the rain Grand Puba's too much for the brain Now gold diggers who try to get it I left 'em backwards, they thought they farted when they shitted Cause Puba's everything, and everything is Pu Cause I hit 'em with a (one), and then with a (two) Yeah, cause that's just how Grand Pu and Stud Doogie do You didn't know I was the bomb baby? Somebody should have told you, somebody should have told you "Ooooh, and I like it" And you say New York City (I like it) [x4] Down for ours, we gets down no doubt [x4]