Reel To Reel Lyrics - Grand Puba

Here's that shit, yaknahmsayin'? 

As we bounce it like this 

For those who don't like it 

Hey, yeah, yeah 

Yeah yeah, hey 

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, hey 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey 

It's just that shit, just that shit 

That same ol' shit, that same ol' shit 

Yeah, yeah, it's time to hit the wreck 

What you expect, check out how we connect 

Well, it's the reel to reel, it's the reel 

Well, it's the reel to reel, well, it's the reel 

It's the reel to reel, it's the reel 

Well, it's the reel to reel, it's the reel 

It's time to shake that shit because you know this one's 

The answer, Hon's cut off, 'cause I smoke boom, my sign is cancer 

Time to clear the pack 'cause here comes Mr. Jolly Rancher 

Who's gonna flip that shit? You know the answer 

Jump into my briefs, because the boxers my jewels jingle 

I got a girl, but you can play me like I'm single 

Don't worry hon, my pops showed me where it tingle 

It's time to catch on, to this Grand Puba lingo 

No fuss, don't worry, toys ain't us 

Some call me horny so just call me Mr. Lust 

Dope shit we got it so it's time to get retarded 

So play like Handiman and lah-guu-guu got it 

No fakes see we got it what it takes 

We stay far away from snakes, sippin' on the chitlin' shakes 

You know the deal, on how we really feel 

C'mon hon, this shit is real 

'Cause it's the reel to reel, it's the reel 

Well, it's the reel to reel, it's the reel, Stud Doogie 

Aiyyo, it's the reel to reel, it's the reel, Alamo 

Well, it's the reel to reel, it's the reel 

Now, back at it is a dope rhyme addict 

Niggaz try to copy but man your shit has had it 

So just let me do my thang, for all my people, hey, hey, hey 

It doesn't matter the demo, just to keep it simple 

Take the A-Train to the show so you can cancel the Limo 

Stud Doogie, Alamo is on the top top, top top 

And if ain't a zigga, zigga then it ain't hip-hop, hip-hop 

I like when girls shake they booty to the rhymes 

That I send 'em, some look good, so pardon if I bend 'em 

Used to live in the rule, smoke a mic like kools 

Niggaz that I used to swing with is smokin' wools 

Damn they won't drop it, I strive to make them stop it 

That shit's depressin' so let me change the topic 

Honey, how's it feel when the real shit hits ya? 

Hey yo, Puba that shit is real, chill I get witcha 

Here's my number, just gimme a call 

{The number you have reached 

Has been temporarily, disconnected} 

Oh shit, must how I played her out, yeah fuck it 

So I go and get a guinness stout just waitin' for the 

Next young girl to sprout, aw man, mommy better not 

Let her out, Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, Alamo to hit 

The right spot, back up diddy claat, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah, here's the resume for the day, check the 

4-1-1 hon, now check it yo, before we bounce on off 

Like we gon' end it like this, on that realism 

Yaknahmsayin'? The flavortism, check it yo, do them one 

Now big up to my people in 60, 60 

Big up to my people in 70, 70 

Big up to my people in 81, 81 

Big up to my people in 51, 51 

Big up to my people in 80's 

This is how we move on, so don't act shady 

Grand Puba, Stud Doogie and Alamo 

Catch on yo, 'cause this is how it go 

Yeah yeah, ha hah, you know the flavor 

Right up on out of here yaknahmsayin'? 

The big kids in the house, toys ain't us, word is bond 

This is that high tech shit knahmsayin'? 

This ain't no Playland shit, nah 

Great Adventures or Ashley Park 

All of that shit, Kingdom of Whatever 

I don't give a fuck where you're at 

This is where you got to be 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

Stud Doogie how we bounce on, yaknahm sayin'? 

Yeah, yeah, Coney Island, word up, that's good