Who makes the loot? Grand Puba. Who makes the loot?. Who makes the loot? Grand Puba. Well, who makes the loot? Bust it. . Goodness grief, let me lighten up the brief.
No, you cannot stay for the night. I'm not your anytime you want me delight. I've been healing both my body and mind. Found the courage that can free me this time.
I'm in a state of yo. So if I go to the spliff that I passed. Mix it back with the slack from my man. With a tan sitting by the fan. In a heavy, heavy band.
I was born in the city. There's no flies on me. Life can't deliver. No surprise to me. Got a head full of trouble. The world's weight on my back. I'm a fighter.
I was born in the city. There's no flies on me. Life can't deliver. No surprise to me. Got a head full of trouble. The world's weight on my back. I'm a fighter.
Never stop me for give in up. Never stop me for give in up. Never stop me for give in up X 2. . Giving up feels so good to be together. Spending some time.
Life ain't so easy sometimes. Things tend to block up my mind. Stop me from Living how I want to live. . I've been working so hard. Trying to play the right card.
Forever I will love you forever. . People come and people go. acting happy just for show. Think they do but they don't know. What it is to see love grow.
Here we are, it's the perfect time. I'll do anything that'll ease your mind. Let's start with this. . I should've told you twice a day. That I'm crazy about your sexy ways.
It seem to me that we don't always get along. If we are trying now don't seem to try too long. Watching your neighbour seems to fill you with alarm. Just 'cause he's different now.
Good God, you said. Is that the only thing you care about. Splitting up the money. And share it out. The cake's being eaten. Straight through the mouth.
Check it, I set it off, by lettin' you know I can flow to many beats. Similar to groove so freely. People say I'm gettin' kinda greedy, but so what. I'm supplyin' the needy.
Who makes the loot? Grand Puba. Who makes the loot?. Who makes the loot? Grand Puba. Well, who makes the loot? Bust it. . Goodness grief, let me lighten up the brief.