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Here I go with the new style, such a versatile child
Hons crack a smile as the dancers hit the tile
General like Custer, spread skins like mustard
Brothers try to copy but they shit sound busted
Or should I say chopped, brothers need to stop
Once Puba shits, you know the joint is grit
More followers than Jehovah, call me Casanova
Used to drive a Nova, but now I push a Rover
Pumpin 'nuff hits, scoopin mad chicks
A golden brown complexion and you won't find a zit
I take a sip of my brew, before the night is through
Honies askin Pu', "Can you woo woo woo?"
Yes I got the skills that'll always pay the bills
"My, my, my," like Johnny Gill
Quick to knock the box baby all around the clock
Ticky-ticky-tock, ticky-ticky-tock
So don't try to play the Puba (cause ain't nothin happenin)
Don't even waste your time (cause ain't nothin happenin)
Step left with that garbage (cause ain't nothin happenin)
You know why black? (Why is that?) Bust it, cause I get

Over like a fat
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