Song | Very Special |
Artist | Grand Puba |
Album | 2000 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Hook: | |
"grand puba is" (very special) uh ha uh ha (x4) | |
Verse 1: | |
Now many guys may come to you | |
With a line that isn't true | |
And you, pass them by (pass them by) | |
But it doesn't mean a thing | |
Cause grand puba got that game so won't cha, let me try (let me try) | |
Now just because i drive a mercedes benz (whooa yeah yeah) | |
That don't mean i'm gonna be trickin' on skins | |
See all i'm sayin' is (la la la la la la la la love me) | |
It's grand p (twist the l yo twist the l) | |
See i'm sayin' just (la la la la la la la la love me) | |
It's grand p (twist the l yo twist the l) | |
Here goes the man with the pecan tan | |
The one who flims the flam the one who plays weak mc's out like ham | |
I got the style that be bangin' | |
When the flow gets to slangin' | |
I be leavin' mcs hangin' | |
On my jammy just swangin' | |
So many brothers try to be me | |
Only two can probably see me that's ray charles and stevie | |
My shit knocks from lincoln popcorn down to frangle rock | |
Me turn pop? | |
Save that shit for arnold redenbach | |
Cause when it comes to this see puba's not a stranger | |
Get the honies hooked like they kids is hooked on power rangers | |
And i ain't goin' now where word is born | |
Cause i've been doin' this since shay shay lafon | |
I tell my record people everyday | |
We do this my way cause when it comes to my music i don't play | |
I'll came and slay ya or i may ah | |
Make sure my gettaway is more swifter than o.j. | |
Because... | |
Hook | |
Verse 2: | |
Well who dat who do dat? | |
It's pubat well true dat | |
While some try stealin' but they just keep failin' | |
Cause there's nothin' but smooth sailin' | |
The way i bring it to ya hon | |
Leave another stuck my scoop is how i get it done | |
There goes the little drummer boy so purumppapumpum | |
It's grand puba hon i hit it ruff like ? and still puffin' stuff | |
I smack some mingos and sit back and watch my pockets fluff | |
Grand puba here to get the party strarted | |
See i come with thee exotic | |
While you're puffin' your narcotics | |
I'll be damned if this don't hit cha where it's suppose to get cha | |
I keep it flowin' now would i bullshit cha? | |
I create styles and fashion with compassion | |
While others are simply trashin' cause my shit is simply smashin' | |
Stud doogie still with me | |
From, sea, to, shining, sea | |
Hook |
Hook: | |
" grand puba is" very special uh ha uh ha x4 | |
Verse 1: | |
Now many guys may come to you | |
With a line that isn' t true | |
And you, pass them by pass them by | |
But it doesn' t mean a thing | |
Cause grand puba got that game so won' t cha, let me try let me try | |
Now just because i drive a mercedes benz whooa yeah yeah | |
That don' t mean i' m gonna be trickin' on skins | |
See all i' m sayin' is la la la la la la la la love me | |
It' s grand p twist the l yo twist the l | |
See i' m sayin' just la la la la la la la la love me | |
It' s grand p twist the l yo twist the l | |
Here goes the man with the pecan tan | |
The one who flims the flam the one who plays weak mc' s out like ham | |
I got the style that be bangin' | |
When the flow gets to slangin' | |
I be leavin' mcs hangin' | |
On my jammy just swangin' | |
So many brothers try to be me | |
Only two can probably see me that' s ray charles and stevie | |
My shit knocks from lincoln popcorn down to frangle rock | |
Me turn pop? | |
Save that shit for arnold redenbach | |
Cause when it comes to this see puba' s not a stranger | |
Get the honies hooked like they kids is hooked on power rangers | |
And i ain' t goin' now where word is born | |
Cause i' ve been doin' this since shay shay lafon | |
I tell my record people everyday | |
We do this my way cause when it comes to my music i don' t play | |
I' ll came and slay ya or i may ah | |
Make sure my gettaway is more swifter than o. j. | |
Because... | |
Hook | |
Verse 2: | |
Well who dat who do dat? | |
It' s pubat well true dat | |
While some try stealin' but they just keep failin' | |
Cause there' s nothin' but smooth sailin' | |
The way i bring it to ya hon | |
Leave another stuck my scoop is how i get it done | |
There goes the little drummer boy so purumppapumpum | |
It' s grand puba hon i hit it ruff like ? and still puffin' stuff | |
I smack some mingos and sit back and watch my pockets fluff | |
Grand puba here to get the party strarted | |
See i come with thee exotic | |
While you' re puffin' your narcotics | |
I' ll be damned if this don' t hit cha where it' s suppose to get cha | |
I keep it flowin' now would i bullshit cha? | |
I create styles and fashion with compassion | |
While others are simply trashin' cause my shit is simply smashin' | |
Stud doogie still with me | |
From, sea, to, shining, sea | |
Hook |
Hook: | |
" grand puba is" very special uh ha uh ha x4 | |
Verse 1: | |
Now many guys may come to you | |
With a line that isn' t true | |
And you, pass them by pass them by | |
But it doesn' t mean a thing | |
Cause grand puba got that game so won' t cha, let me try let me try | |
Now just because i drive a mercedes benz whooa yeah yeah | |
That don' t mean i' m gonna be trickin' on skins | |
See all i' m sayin' is la la la la la la la la love me | |
It' s grand p twist the l yo twist the l | |
See i' m sayin' just la la la la la la la la love me | |
It' s grand p twist the l yo twist the l | |
Here goes the man with the pecan tan | |
The one who flims the flam the one who plays weak mc' s out like ham | |
I got the style that be bangin' | |
When the flow gets to slangin' | |
I be leavin' mcs hangin' | |
On my jammy just swangin' | |
So many brothers try to be me | |
Only two can probably see me that' s ray charles and stevie | |
My shit knocks from lincoln popcorn down to frangle rock | |
Me turn pop? | |
Save that shit for arnold redenbach | |
Cause when it comes to this see puba' s not a stranger | |
Get the honies hooked like they kids is hooked on power rangers | |
And i ain' t goin' now where word is born | |
Cause i' ve been doin' this since shay shay lafon | |
I tell my record people everyday | |
We do this my way cause when it comes to my music i don' t play | |
I' ll came and slay ya or i may ah | |
Make sure my gettaway is more swifter than o. j. | |
Because... | |
Hook | |
Verse 2: | |
Well who dat who do dat? | |
It' s pubat well true dat | |
While some try stealin' but they just keep failin' | |
Cause there' s nothin' but smooth sailin' | |
The way i bring it to ya hon | |
Leave another stuck my scoop is how i get it done | |
There goes the little drummer boy so purumppapumpum | |
It' s grand puba hon i hit it ruff like ? and still puffin' stuff | |
I smack some mingos and sit back and watch my pockets fluff | |
Grand puba here to get the party strarted | |
See i come with thee exotic | |
While you' re puffin' your narcotics | |
I' ll be damned if this don' t hit cha where it' s suppose to get cha | |
I keep it flowin' now would i bullshit cha? | |
I create styles and fashion with compassion | |
While others are simply trashin' cause my shit is simply smashin' | |
Stud doogie still with me | |
From, sea, to, shining, sea | |
Hook |