360(What Goes Around) (LP版) - Grand Puba

Written by：Maxwell Dixon

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

There's just one thing I wanna say

The reel to reel to reel to reel yo

There's just one thing I wanna say

Copy copy copy copy copy

There's just one thing I wanna say

We gonna hit it down like this y'all know the flav

There's just one thing I wanna say

Uhh Alamo is you wit me

What goes around comes back around again

Stud doogie is you wit me

What goes around comes back around again

SOS is you wit me

What goes around comes back around again

Yo this how we gon' bust it down yo you know the flavor

What goes around comes back around again

This how we flow

Here comes the Puba and you know I won't fake it

Usually bust records on gettin' butt naked

Made for the Benz drive a n**ga skins he

Pump the tape grab your dick get with the Puba frenzy

C'mon honey sing don't you try to eject

Slow down's what you say once my joint gets erect

Some try to copy but they just can't sketch it

Some try to follow but they just can't catch it

With the boom boom tap yeah alla dat

Huh I'm livin' fat me fall off there'll be none of that

See who's the one to flip it quick to tell a n**ga to zip it

Stud drink the 40 cause we ain't got time to sip it

Grand Puba got body

Kick some of them some of those and some Yardies

As d**e as they come suckers sing or hum

Don't try to step to this you know your sh*t is slum

First batter up well here's the pitch it's a curve

Second batter up because the first got served

The one who arouse as I browse for a blouse

Kick styles by the piles as I leave a trail for miles

Skins when I please hit from here to tel Aviv

I'm gettin' G's no more time for the line of free cheese

Here's the four one one hon the one who gets the job done

I know you know the flavor of the Puba

What goes around comes back around again

Nah nah nah this how we bump it yo

What goes around comes back around again

We gon' move it like this

Ha hah baby pop baby pop in the house bust

How we bust it down

Y'all you know the flavor sincere Allah check check check check

Okay okay okay what more could I say

Alamo get the boom and parlay parlay

I'm far from the average civilize the savage

When I'm low on protein I'm with the bean soup and cabbage

Skins on the diet kick the flavor cause a riot

Do a show and get the dough and then I'm off to the Hyatt

So tie me on the spliff ain't no ends or if

And if you really wanna riff you just might end up playin' stiff

Girbauds hangin' baggy Hilfiger on the top

Knapsack on the back that's just my flavor hobbes

As my man gives a zigga zigga watchin' three grow bigga bigga

To pos K that's my n**ga

Here goes the wreck whaddayou expect

If you wanna see some wreck send cash not a check

Grand Puba more than a public figure

Quick to kick the bone up the butt of a gold digger

Now tic tac toe means I hit three in a row

If I do a show then you better have my dough

Low low well how low can you go

Call on grand Puba if you really need a pro

Cause my sh*t's more rugged than G I Joe

Don't front honey act like you know

Now big up to my Brooklyn mob Brooklyn Brooklyn

Big up to my uptown mob uptown uptown

Now brothers wanna diss me cause it's my turn to burn

My best advice for the brothers is to sit back and learn

I don't diss nobody to be somebody

I just like to kick the flavor to make the people party

See all I'm sayin' is respect due

Those who tried to follow sorry I left you

Grand Puba stud doogie and Alamo

So if you ever want the flavor you know where to go

Now how we go go go go go

Here we go go go go go

The reel to reel yeah yeah yeah this is how we move it

You know the flavor y'all know the flavor you know the flavor

Here we go yo and you don't stop

Big up big up

Big Jeff hold tight ha hah ha hah

On and on y'all

Time to get gone

Word is bond