[Intro] [Long introspective intro – pulsing sub-bass, emotional melody] Yeah (Yeah) Ladies and gentlemen, I found him (him) Let me introduce the baddest motherfucker in town (right on, right on) Who is it? (Who is it?) That's Grand Puba, honey (honey) With my man Snug Doogie Love (love) Droppin' 2000 – watch how this goes down Check it (check it) [Verse 1] I hit a flow all dipped in lotion (lotion) Sip Moët while I'm countin' my devotion to the motion Grand Puba macks well, Doogie bring the New York terror Keep it real like jail when we talk – no error Honeys know soon as I'm in the set I'm the one who makes their stink box sweat So let me tell you somethin', lady When you push this kinda flow, it's all cream, baby [Verse 2] I made this one for the brothers in the party Lookin' for a hottie, dance body to body Step one – grab honey by the waist Step two – move at a ghetto pace Step three – stare her dead in the face Step four – time to leave this place Hold up – watch for the cheesers, the teasers The ones who want your money and visas I tell honeys straight off the bat – Please don't even go there with that. Dig it. [Hook] This one's designed to make your spine unwind Grand Puba lights it up every single time Ooooh, yeah – I like it And you say New York City (I like it) Ooooh, yeah – I like it Say New York City (I like it) Ooooh, yeah – I like it And you say New York City (I like it) Ooooh, yeah – I like it And you say… (I like it) [Verse 3] Could it be I stayed away too long? Seems MCs been wishin' I was gone 'Cause they wanna be where I are But you can't get that far – stop wishin' on a star There's only one Grand P, so honey Do what you did the night you crept with me No doubt, I come real with that – the butter track The one that makes honeys hit the bed mat [Verse 4] I'm energetic, poetic, athletic, with good credit So move like I'm Simon and I said it My flow's a step ahead – still wicked in the bed Downright nasty, like newlyweds So back up and let me breathe When it comes to gettin' down, I'm looser Than a crackhead's hair weave Bet my dolly – you won't find another style like this If you search a million miles [Verse 5] So let Puba ignite your party I hit a flow like Al Jarreau – but I've been doin' this for years Leavin' MCs in tears, tears – dig it 'Cause they fall just like the rain Grand Puba's too much for the brain Gold diggers who try to get it? Left 'em backwards – thought they farted when they shitted 'Cause Puba's everything, and everything is Pu Hit 'em with the (one), then with the (two) Yeah – that's how Grand Pu and Sadat Doogie do [Bridge] You didn't know I was the bomb, baby? Somebody should've told you Somebody should've told you [Hook] Ooooh, yeah – I like it (I like it) Ooooh, yeah – I like it (I like it) And you say New York City Ooooh, yeah – I like it (no doubt) And you say New York City Ooooh, yeah – I like it Ha ha – and you say… [Outro – call & response] '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 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 (Ooooh, yeah – I like it) (Ooooh, yeah… I like it) [Outro – fade to end, reverb tail] Key enhancements made: Tightened syllables for better flow (e.g., “countin' my devotion to the motion” instead of “countin' my doe”). Sharper punchlines (“stink box sweat” instead of “wet”, “spine unwind” instead of “spine in your back wind”). Fixed grammar/spelling (“honeys”, “cheesers”, “Al Jarreau”, etc.) while keeping street slang intact. Added internal rhymes (“terror/error”, “crept with me/bed mat”). Improved hook repetition for catchiness. Preserved original character – Grand Puba’s bravado, humor, and New York identity remain front and center.
