Keep On
"check it out ch'all and you don't stop. keep on and you don't stop" (x4)
Verse 1：
I knew from jump that my **** was gonna hit
Cause i spoke to dione warick and she put me on some psychic ****
She said becareful cause these girls be throwin' block
I said d don't even worry i sweat no girl for they stank box
I like drinkin' honey hit me a 5-1-6
Girl:
What's a 5-1-6?
Puba:
Long island you dumb *****
When it comes to this my style flows free like willy
Watch me grab the cream like them beverly hill billy
I know you're happy with the **** you just bought
It's the greatest return since jordan hit the court
Because my style changes frequently
See i been **** talkin' mics since the days of delenquency
Now i'm still the same low down gold teeth and gortex
And on occassion with the ruff ***
Stud doogie heats it up like a flannel
Cause he's smooth as wall panel
Hits the one and two like a freebee channel
I have no time for bullshitters i get bad honies jitters
As i walk be all the chickenhead critters
I got more funk then en vogue got junk in they trunk
My flow hits ya like a filty piece of skunk
So alley get the scomma fromt he dodge spot
Put it in the l and get high like an astronaut
Hook
Verse 2:
Now see they call me mr. mingo
Got a girl but i'm still single
Honies scream my name (puba) like they just won bingo
I take 'em out for a dinner or a show but you know how the rest go
Hey man no doe
You know the type you go out a few nights they sweat your pockets tight
Cause they rock they're rockers right
Go away little girl you gets nothing
But here take a bufferin to ease your pain and sufferin'
Cause i'm so aware of too many things
I know what i know if ya know what i mean
Come clean because i'm a fiend for a beat and a theme
Comin' strong like hakeem and it ain't a dream
Now is it me or is this hittin' like tyson?
Like a plate of beans and rice i be a needy winds on ice and
Grand puba, stud doogie on the nights i bag the dumb we hit a nut
And then we back up in her guts
See i get down and dirty like an arceologist
I get deep into your mind like a psycologist
I hit brothers in the head with the real
Bag honies like a charm cause grand puba is the bomb
So come on baby there's no need to play dumber
Or i be comin' around your nostrals when i cum
So check it out now...
Hook
Keep OnLRC歌词
"check it out ch'all and you don't stop. keep on and you don't stop" (x4)
Verse 1：
I knew from jump that my **** was gonna hit
Cause i spoke to dione warick and she put me on some psychic ****
She said becareful cause these girls be throwin' block
I said d don't even worry i sweat no girl for they stank box
I like drinkin' honey hit me a 5-1-6
Girl:
What's a 5-1-6?
Puba:
Long island you dumb *****
When it comes to this my style flows free like willy
Watch me grab the cream like them beverly hill billy
I know you're happy with the **** you just bought
It's the greatest return since jordan hit the court
Because my style changes frequently
See i been **** talkin' mics since the days of delenquency
Now i'm still the same low down gold teeth and gortex
And on occassion with the ruff ***
Stud doogie heats it up like a flannel
Cause he's smooth as wall panel
Hits the one and two like a freebee channel
I have no time for bullshitters i get bad honies jitters
As i walk be all the chickenhead critters
I got more funk then en vogue got junk in they trunk
My flow hits ya like a filty piece of skunk
So alley get the scomma fromt he dodge spot
Put it in the l and get high like an astronaut
Hook
Verse 2:
Now see they call me mr. mingo
Got a girl but i'm still single
Honies scream my name (puba) like they just won bingo
I take 'em out for a dinner or a show but you know how the rest go
Hey man no doe
You know the type you go out a few nights they sweat your pockets tight
Cause they rock they're rockers right
Go away little girl you gets nothing
But here take a bufferin to ease your pain and sufferin'
Cause i'm so aware of too many things
I know what i know if ya know what i mean
Come clean because i'm a fiend for a beat and a theme
Comin' strong like hakeem and it ain't a dream
Now is it me or is this hittin' like tyson?
Like a plate of beans and rice i be a needy winds on ice and
Grand puba, stud doogie on the nights i bag the dumb we hit a nut
And then we back up in her guts
See i get down and dirty like an arceologist
I get deep into your mind like a psycologist
I hit brothers in the head with the real
Bag honies like a charm cause grand puba is the bomb
So come on baby there's no need to play dumber
Or i be comin' around your nostrals when i cum
So check it out now...
Hook
