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I Like It Lyrics - Singles - Grand Puba

Yeah 

Ladies and gentlemen, I've found him 

I want you to meet the baddest motherfucker 

(Right on, right on, right on) 

Who is it? 

Well, it's Grand Puba, honey 

With my man snug doogie love 

Droppin' 2000, dig the way this go down 

Check it 

 

I hit a flow all dipped in lotion 

Sit back and sip moe as I'm countin' my doe 

Grand Puba macks well, doogie, comin' with the New York 

We keep it real like jail when we might talk 

Honies know 'coz when I'm in the set 

Grand Puba is the one who makes they stink box wet 

So let me tell ya somethin' lady 

When ya flow this flow then it's all cream and baby 

I made this one for the brothers in the party 

 

To find a hottie and dance body to body 

Step one, first you grab honey by the waist 

Step two, then you move at a ghetto pace 

Step three, then ya look her dead in the face 

Step four, now it's time to leave this place 

Hold up, be careful of the cheesa's 

The teasa's, the one who wants the money and the visa's 

I'ma tell honies straight off the bat 

But please don't even go there with that, dig it 

This ones designed to make your spine in your back wind 

Grand puba lights it up for you every time 

 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

And ya say New York city 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

And ya and ya say New York city 

 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

And ya say New York city 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

And ya say 

 

Could it be I've stayed away too long 

Seems MC's be wishing I was gone 

Because they wanna be where I are 

But ya can't get that far so stop wishing on a star 

It's only one grand P, so honey do what you did on the night 

You creeped with me 

It's no doubt I come real with that, the butter track 

The one that makes honies hit the bed mat 

Im energetic, poetic, athletic, with good credit 

So just move like I'm simon and I said it 

Ya see my flow is just a step ahead 

I'm still wicked in a bed because I'm down right nasty like newlyweds 

So back up and let me breathe, 'coz when it comes to gettin' down 

I'm gettin' looser than a crackheads hair weave 

 

And I, bet ya my dolly, while ya never find another style like this 

If ya search a million miles 

So why'n cha let Puba ingnite your party 

I hit a flow like Al Jarrow, see I've been doin' this for years 

I'm leavin' MC's in tears, tears, dig it 

'Coz they fallin' just like the rain, Grand Puba's too much for the brain 

Now gold diggers who try to get it 

I left 'em backwards, they thought they farted when they shitted 

'Coz Puba's everything, and everything is Pu 

'Coz I hit 'em with the 

(One) 

And then with the 

(Two) 

Yeah, 'coz that's just how Grand Pu and Sadat doogie do 

Ya didn't know I was the bomb baby 

Somebody should've told you, somebody should have told you 

 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

And ya say New York city 

 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

(No doubt) 

And ya say New york city 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

Ha ha, and ya say 

 

'Coz we get down for ours, we get down no doubt 

Down for ours, we get down no doubt 

Down for ours, we get down no doubt 

Down for ours, we get down 

 

Cause we get down for ours, we get down no doubt 

Down for ours, we get down no doubt 

Down for ours, we get down no doubt 

Ninety-five flav, and I'm out 

 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

Ooh, yeah, I like it 

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