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Handsome Boy Modeling School - Once Again Here to Kick One For You
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Handsome Boy Modeling School
Handsome Boy Modeling School
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D. Murphy
D. Murphy
Songwriter
Dan Nakamura
Dan Nakamura
Songwriter
Paul Huston
Paul Huston
Songwriter
Willie Dixon
Willie Dixon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Handsome Boy Modeling School
Handsome Boy Modeling School
Producer
Dan the Automator
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Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Grand Puba, Dattie X, dig it
Get up out my way, it's Grand Pub's turn to shine
Hurt MCs ride the pine and get paid, no, never mind
One time as I sew it up like Dr. Frankenstein (yeah)
Chickens ride the pony 'cause the rhyme flow genuine
As I do it like that (that), do it like this (uh-huh)
Shorty watch your step, or you might get Rocked like Chris
Are you feelin' this? You dig the way it's going down? (Uh)
Now we back in town watch all the chickens crowd around
**** try to duplicate my flow, but it's difficult
Like a game of Yahtzee (uh)
Chickens stress me out like paparazzi as I flip a flow you desire (come on)
Dattie blaze those trees and let's start this forest fire
My rhymes carry like the weight on Barry
Stack cheddar like Combs and buy homes like Larry
I be smoother than Tal, Sharpton like Al
When you ballin' everybody want to be your pal (uh)
No dilly-dally, baggin' up the shorter alley
Bouncin' in German cars, still playin' shot-ball
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you
For sure dog 'cause this is how we do
Just an old-fashioned love song playin' on the radio
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you
Just an old-fashioned love song playin' on the radio
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you
Ah shit, I see men mitts
Watch the green van, 'cause inside's the dicks
The prayer beads bleeds from the crucifix
Went tight comin' out, boy, I be down in six
Or when the sun go down, or when it's round in the BX
Cats on the concourse, still holdin' DX
Bums on the street often ask me for change
What's change when I'm tryin' to save up for the Range?
I want the whole world and my old girl back
Change that, I want half the world, and fuck my old girl
You can play the hell out, like those that came before ya
Your style is butt, similar to a cobra
That's your pimp strut, but what you foes is really doin'
Is leaving your empire in ruins
I'm the problem solver, I got the brand new revolver
But I got a new album too
I want to be here for that money and the rest of my crew
Y'all know it's true, a **** like me is due
Just an old-fashioned love song playin' on the radio
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you
Just an old-fashioned love song playin' on the radio
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you
Now you know, I gots to come back strong
See I been doing this too goddamned long
For me to ever try to come back wrong
Check my pockets and my empty light just came on
Don't wanna do wrong, so I think I'm best to make this song
Undeniably satisfiably master microphone mutilator
None greater, ain't no Automator
Grand Puba and Dattie, riding shotty in the Mazarati
As we come and blaze you with this body
Corner poets get smacked and hit, savagely bit
I go git and then you out of it, permission to quit
I mean right, I keep the green light specials
Half price a slice, you blink twice, I done picked up the dice
I'm that nice, Dattie X the party-starter
Number one heart-ripper-aparter
More vice and gambling than Las Vegas, Nevada
I try harder every day, it's all work and no play
Just an old-fashioned love song playin' on the radio
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you
Just an old-fashioned love song playin' on the radio
Brand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you
Written by: D. Murphy, Dan Nakamura, Paul Huston, Paul Williams, Willie Dixon

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