360 (What Goes Around)

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
 S.O.S., 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
 You know what time is it, check it yo, 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 Benzi, drive a nigga 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 nigga 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 dope as they come, suckers sing or hum
 Don't try to step to this, you know your shit 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
 (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 (Na-nah, nah, nah nah, this how we bump it yo)
 What goes around comes back around again
 (Yaknahmsayin'? Big Jeff in the house, we gon' move it like this)
 What goes around comes back around again
 (Ha hah, Baby Pop, Baby Pop in the house)
 (Bust how we bust it down)
 What goes around comes back around again
 (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 and's 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 nigga
 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 golddigger
 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 shit'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, yeah, ha ha ha
 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 to all the people)
 Big up, big up
 Big Jeff hold tight, ha hah, ha hah
 On and on y'all
 Time to get gone
 Word is bond