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Текст (слова) песни: Grand Puba - Keep On

"Check it out ch`all and you don`t stop. Keep on and you
don`t stop" (x4)

Verse 1:
I knew from jump that my shit was gonna hit
Cause I spoke to Dione Warick and she put me on some psychic shit
She said becareful cause these girls be throwin` block
I said D don`t even worry I sweat no girl for they stank box
I like drinkin` honey hit me a 5-1-6

Girl:
What`s a 5-1-6?

Puba:
Long Island you dumb bitch
When it comes to this my style flows Free like Willy
Watch me grab the cream like them Beverly Hill Billy
I know you`re happy with the shit you just bought
It`s the greatest return since Jordan hit the court
Because my style changes frequently
See I been shit talkin` mics since the days of delenquency
Now I`m still the same low down gold teeth and Gortex
And on occassion with the ruff sex
Stud Doogie heats it up like a flannel
Cause he`s smooth as wall panel
Hits the one and two like a freebee channel
I have no time for bullshitters I get bad honies jitters
As I walk be all the chickenhead critters
I got more funk then En Vogue got junk in they trunk
My flow hits ya like a filty piece of skunk
So Alley get the scomma fromt he dodge spot
Put it in the L and get high like an astronaut

Hook

Verse 2:
Now see they call me Mr. Mingo
Got a girl but I`m still single
Honies scream my name (PUBA) like they just won bingo
I take `em out for a dinner or a show but you know how the rest go
Hey man no doe
You know the type you go out a few nights they sweat your pockets tight
Cause they rock they`re rockers right
Go away little girl you gets nothing
But here take a Bufferin to ease your pain and sufferin`
Cause I`m so aware of too many things
I know what I know if ya know what I mean
Come clean because I`m a fiend for a beat and a theme
Comin` strong like Hakeem and it ain`t a dream
Now is it me or is this hittin` like Tyson?
Like a plate of beans and rice I be a needy winds on ice and
Grand Puba, Stud Doogie on the nights I bag the dumb we hit a nut
And then we back up in her guts
See I get down and dirty like an arceologist
I get deep into your mind like a psycologist
I hit brothers in the head with the real
Bag honies like a charm cause Grand Puba is the bomb
So come on baby there`s no need to play dumber
Or I be comin` around your nostrals when I cum
So check it out now...

Hook

 

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