Check It Out feat. Mary J. Blige

歌詞

Flippin the script, page one We got the real mccoy's in the house, the big kids Callin all the shots So here's the resume for the day, check it Uh-huh, it's time to turn the page So check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out) Well here's some reel type shit, grand puba with the singer Give thumbs up cause I'm glad I could bring her Honey clear your throat oooooh-hooooo-yeahhh! Yeah the shit sound dope Well here goes the skit, it's the kick a rhyme zing To the beat shit, that you wanna get wit Brothers try to copy but they just can't get it down right This is how we move it tonight So honey is you ready? yes I'm ready! So, kick the flavor, get the loot, and let's be jetti Aiyyo check it Well I'll be damned if I do, damned if I don't It's time to kick the flavor on the reel you think I won't? And you know I come to kick the flavor too Well that's true! now how we do? I gets busy Aiyyo hon me too And that's nothin Cause that's the way we do So get ready (uh-huh) Because you know the deal and what's the real thing Yeah yeah yeah! So let's get down, get down with honey from uptown When I'm done with this I'll be around like james brown Ain't no thing, honey just sing! You know ahhhiiii-i, and youuuuuuu Uhh, yeah, we got it goin on (got it goin on) We got it goin on (got it goin on) We got it goin on (got it goin on) You got it goin on So check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out!) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out!) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out!) Check it out y'all, check it check it out (check it out!) Uh! You know, you know I know (uh-huh) Puba knows, how to flow So bear witness to the grand puba slickness Better get your medication cause it spreads on the quickness Take notes to what's goin on Aiyyo, grand puba and mary Won't steer you wrong! Hon it's just that shit Let's get it on! And on and on, and on and on Aiyyo, some try to flow But they just can't do it But you know how that go Ain't nothin to it But, to do it, run right through it Those who know the time, huh, already knew it I drink a snapple and I wet my adam's apple And head straight for the center, the dope style inventor Quick to make a buck, cause it's not beginner's luck Type of shit that hits, when you pump it in your truck Not ashford and simpson, ike and tina turner Sonny or cher, it's somethin dope on your ear So whether monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday It don't make a matter This is the type of shit to make the pockets fatter It's simply splendid, the way that we bend it But it's time for me to jet, so i'ma let mary end it You know, you know I know Puba knows, how to flow (got it goin on) You know, you know I know-owowwwwwwww (you got it goin on) You-eheheweeeeeee (uh) Yeah yeah