Grand Puba - What's the 411? lyrics

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Grand Puba - What's the 411? lyrics

Grand Puba: Hey, yo, yo, Pop, check out that situation right There yo Pop: Yeah, what's the motions man? GP: Yo honey right there yo Pop: Yo, the fine amazon, man? GP: Yeah, yeah, she got it going on and on, like, you Know what I'm sayin? But, she be tryin to act like she's all Of that though yo Pop: So show her who's boss man, whatsup? GP: Yo, big kids style? Pop: No question, big kids in full effect GP: Yo, I'm gonna kick the Willie Bobo, now check it yo Pop: No question GP: Eh, yo, what's the 411 hun? Mary Blige: What's the 411 hun? GP: I got it goin on hun Mary: Eh, yo I got it goin on hun GP: What's the 411 hun? Mary: What's the 411 hun? GP: I got it goin on hun Mary: Eh, yo I got it goin on hun GP: Well I be Puba on this chair The n***a from last year Girbauds hanging baggy Tommy Hilfiger top gear Take no shorts I'm doin lovely in all sports Even swing the pole At the hole on my golf course Some say I'm fair, see cause I'm Horny and nasty, If I see Some rugged joints Then I want let it pa** me I take no shorts Let s**ers step up to see I'll flip the script And get harder than Jeopardy I shot the sheriff and the Mutherf**in deputy, test me Check it, I'm not Keith Sweat But bet that a** that i can make it last Skirts turn their head so fast They end up catching whiplash If hun's a monster I'm Carl Lewis on the meter dash It's Grand Puba baby and I'm gettin crazy cash What's the 411? Let me know hun What's the 411? Mary: What's the 411 hun? GP: What's the 411 hun? Mary: I got it goin on GP: Eh, yo I got it goin on hun Mary: Eh, yo what's the 411 hun? GP: What's the 411 hun? Mary: I said I got it goin on GP: Eh, yo I got it goin on Mary: Yeah n***a, what makes ya different from the next n***a? Seen ya last week and ya couldn't even speak Ya try ta play like Mr. All of that But now ya wanna come to me with some chitchat? I don't have no time for no wam bam thank you ma'am Gas me up, get me drunk and hit the skins and scram The same ol sh** you pulled last week on Pam I'm not havin that, no I'm not havin that Ya gotta do a lot more and that's just how it be I'm Mary Blige and you just ain't runnin up in me I need a man whose lookin out with some security So come correct with some respect and THEN we will see So if you wit it then drop the 7 digits And I might just give you a call If you ain't wit it then don't waste your time at all So what's the 411 hun? GP: Eh, yo honey was talkin a little somethin man Pop: Yo, so what's up, push up man GP: I'm gonna catch up with it in a minute Right now see what she talkin about Pop: So set it straight man GP: Aight yo, I'll get back wit ya lata g Pop: Chill Mary: All my love is all I have GP: And Grand Puba's very special Mary: All my life I look for you GP: And today your dream comes true Mary: You need me and I need you GP: Grand Puba is very special Mary: Things just seem to do divine GP: This is how the two combine Mary: I know our love was meant to be GP: Mary Blige is something kinda special Mary: Love is life and life is living!! You're very special GP: You know it baby, you got it goin on a little somethin So baby you know what I'm sayin? A little time Spend a little time GP: Eh, yo, yo Pop, Pop Pop: Yeah man? GP: Check it man, a little resume with that skit man Ya know what I'm sayin'? Pop: About that 411 man? GP: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm gonna see what the prognosis is though Pop: Yeah, yeah, that willy bobo man, we flowin it off GP: Bounce on her for another day man Pop: Yeah, take the skyline man