Once Again (here To Kick One For You) Lyrics - Singles - Handsome Boy Modeling School

Yeah 

Grand Puba, Dattie X, dig it 

Get up out my way, it's Grand Pub's turn to shine 

Hurt MCs ride the pine and get paid, no never mind 

One time as I sew it up like Dr. Frankenstein 

Chickens ride the pony 'cause the rhyme flow genuine 

As I do it like that, do it like this 

Shorty watch your step or you might get Rocked like Chris 

Are you feelin' this? You dig the way it's going down? 

Now we back in town watch all the chickens crowd around 

Niggas try to duplicate my flow but it's difficult 

Like a game of Yahtzee 

Chickens stress me out like paparazzi as I flip a flow you desire 

Dattie blaze those trees and let's start this forest fire 

My rhymes carry like the weight on Barry 

Stack cheddar like Combs and buy homes like Larry 

I be smoother than Tal, Sharpton like Al 

When you ballin' everybody want to be your pal 

No dilly-dally, baggin' up the shorter alley 

Bouncin' in German cars, still playin' shot-ball 

Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you 

For sure dog 'cause this is how we do 

Just an old fashioned love song, playin' on the radio 

Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you 

Just an old fashioned love song, playin' on the radio 

Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you 

Ah shit, I see men mitts [unverified] 

Watch the green van cause inside's the dicks 

The prayer beads bleeds from the crucifix 

Went tight comin' out boy I be down in six 

Or when the sun go down, or when it's round in the BX [unverified] 

Cats on the concourse, still holdin' DX [unverified] 

Bums on the street often ask me for change 

What's change when I'm tryin' to save up for the Range? 

I want the whole world and my old girl back 

Change that, I want half the world, and fuck my old girl 

You can play the hell out, like those that came before ya 

Your style is butt, similar to a cobra 

That's your pimp strut 

But what you foes is really doin' 

Is leaving your empire in ruins 

I'm the problem solver 

I got the brand new revolver 

But I got a new album too 

I want to be here for that money and the rest of my crew 

Y'all know it's true, a nigga like me is due 

Just an old fashioned love song, playin' on the radio 

Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you 

Just an old fashioned love song, playin' on the radio 

Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you 

Now you know, I gots to come back strong 

See I been doing this too goddamned long 

For me to ever try to come back wrong 

Check my pockets and my empty light just came on 

Don't wanna do wrong so I think I'm best to make this song 

Undeniably satisfiably master microphone mutilator 

None greater, ain't no Automator 

Grand Puba and Dattie, riding shotty in the Mazarati 

As we come and blaze you with this body 

Corner poets get smacked and hit, savagely bit 

I go git and then you out of it, permission to quit 

I mean right, I keep the green light specials 

Half price a slice, you blink twice, I done picked up the dice 

I'm that nice, Dattie X the party-starter 

Number one heart-ripper-aparter 

More vice and gambling than Las Vegas, Nevada 

I try harder every day, it's all work and no play 

Just an old fashioned love song, playin' on the radio 

Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you 

Just an old fashioned love song, playin' on the radio 

Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you