[Intro]
Don't worry 'bout it (Big money), can you dig it?
Amazin' (Big money), can you dig it?
Don't worry 'bout it (Big money), can you dig it?
Amazin' (Big money), can you dig it?
Don't worry 'bout it (Big money), can you dig it?
Amazing (Big money), can you dig it?
Don't worry 'bout it (Big money), can you dig it?
Amazin'
[Verse 1]
Well don't you know what time again for the big shot, Doogie (Big shot)
Ready or not, hit the buddha spot (Buddha spot)
Time to get the cash (Time to get the honey)
Time to get cash (Time to get the money)
Check it, I got the knack to put the groove in your back
Squeeze a rhyme like a pistol 'cause I'm smooth as Harvey Bristol
I come clean with more protein than Ovaltine
The way I heat shit up, you think my jaws was dipped in gasoline
Woo, now that's a fire
Puba got the high-tech shit while other MCs come cheap like papaya
So let's get down to the situation
Smooth like a Temptation, Puba makes it good like penetration
That's how it's suppose to be
No question, so don't you put a rush on me
I'm not a rookie, I'm a pro, you see my flow
Gets me the dough, you better ask somebody if ya don't know
[Chorus]
Amazin' (Don't worry 'bout it), big money (Can you dig it?)
Amazin' (Can you dig it?), don't worry 'bout it (Can you dig it?)
Amazin' (Can you dig it?), don't worry 'bout it (Can you dig it?)
Amazin' (Can you dig it?), don't worry 'bout it (Can you dig it?)
[Verse 2]
Dig it? Said I'd like to know where you got the notion
Said I'd like to know where you got the notion, dig this
My beats kick you in the head like a Timberland
Me and my crew stay tight like the X-Men
I gets mean and then I turn into the Wolverine
And then I grab the mic and blow the spot to smithereens
I gets down for the money, honey, I got the style that's real
That's why brothers chew my shit up like gummy bears
It's the New York shocker representin' like a Knickerbocker
Watch me get it cookin' like Betty Crocker
I'll make you trip like I'm indo smoke
'Cause I'm downright nasty like Diet Coke
See, I ain't no joke 'cause I got mad style wicked and wild
Mama's second child throwin' rappers to the pile
Games point blank call me Shabba cause I rank
Don't run around with toast cause my people on a tank
Clown won't get me 'cause I'm God body
Moses asked me how to part the Red Sea
Trippin' MCs up like AstroTurf
Puttin' wack MCs outta business like Woolworths
I'ma tell you somethin' straight off the goddamn press
I'ma handle my business right
Boy, I ain't come here for no foolishness
I hit the set then I jet, can't trust a girl who piss standin' up
Tryin' to get a whole lot of niggas wet
Because I con ya like Chaka, hit ya like vodka
Me and rhymes connect like walls and Magic Markers
It's Grand Puba for the membrane
Wiping brothers off the maps and leavin' shit stains
That's how I feel, 'cause I always keep my shit on the reel to reel
Makin' niggas happy like a kid with a Happy Meal
So, uh, what you need to do is
[Outro]
Do a little dance, yeah
Smoke a little bud (Say what?)
Get down tonight (Uptown)
Get down tonight (Dig it, yo)
We gotta do a little dance (Do a little dance)
Smoke a little bud (Smoke a little bud)
Get down tonight (Uptown, downtown)
Get down tonight (Yeah, niggas hold tight)
Uptown situation
Like always, you know what I'm sayin'? All day
Mash ya, one time
Doogie love, hold tight, nigga
