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Lyric Honey Don t Front


Yeah (5X)
Aiyyo check it
This is how we swing this
Big kid flavor
So come on honey, don t front

       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Honey honey don t front
       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Ha hah, you know what time is it
       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
C mon honey don t front
       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Check it

No one s home, I ll be there in a sec
And all I keep thinkin is wreck wreck wreck
Ding-dong goes the doorbell as I m straight for the nightie
She said, "Hold on a sec," to make sure her crib was tidy
I steps in, with the Puba grin
And I say, "How ya been?" But all I m thinkin is skins
I said, "What s on the agenda for the night?"
She said HBO was boomin and Foreman was about to fight
Cool, I m down to see him drop a body
So I, dim the lights and it was me and this hottie
Round one, round two and then the fight was through
And I was thinkin all the things that I can do
I threw my arm upon her shoulder, this is what I told her
"Baby grab ahold-a I m as solid as a boulder"
She said, "Stop it!" She tried to change the topic
I said, "C mon honeydip because you know I wanna knock it"
Then she broke down in tears
And I ve been waitin for weeks, but weeks feel like years
"Puba, I thought you was a friend"
I said, "What are you sayin hon, I gets no skin?"
I gave her some advice I put the shit on ice
And then I told her, yeah yeah

       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Ha hah, c mon honey don t front
       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
You know what time is it
       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Knock it off, baby baby knock it off
       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Huh

See hon was a good friend, I seen her more than just a bend
(What s a bend?) A bend is when you spread the skins
Why pretend? If honey bend, the God is in
She called me friend because she didn t want to see the Jim
Now now-now now now just wait a sec
In cases like this, the Puba usually gets wreck
But this night I settled for a little raincheck
Before I left I mmm-mmm d all on her neck
I like to civilize em first before I run up in
Educate em then politely speak upon the skins
I m the type of nigga to be careful of a digger
And I still can t figure how they try to play a nigga
So, c mon honey cause I know you re not a stunt
But it ain t no need for you to front

       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Honey don t front
       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Ha hah, you know what I want
       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Yeah yeah yeah
       C mon honey, don t front
       Honey don t front, c mon honey don t front
Big kid flavor

Sha-ah, sha-uh, sha-ah
Sha-uh, sha-ah, sha-uh, sha-ah
Ha hah! This is how we gonna move it on yo

Give me a mic and I ll wreck shit
Cause it takes less than a sec for me to wet shit
But I just do my shows and catch the hoes and wear my Bauds
And hang with those who I know are not down low foes
Oh my lord, climb aboard, here s the love train
Brother tried to hitch a free ride, back off shit stain
We got the lingo, hon stop look and giggle
Stud Doogie drops a beat and then we watch the ass wiggle
Oh my good, this is how it SHOULD be done
So c mon hon
I m not Luther Vandross, Babyface, or Freddie Jackson
That s OK, cause I still get a piece of the action
Don t worry honey, cause we got things covered
The best thing I left undiscovered
We can get this 40, step to the corner and get this blunt
It ain t no need to front

C mon honey don t you don t don t don t don t
YaknowhatI msayin? Let s get it on
Ha hah, Stud Doogie Doogie Doogie
Yeah, Ala Ala Alamo, you know how it go
S.O.S., ha hah!
Yeah, c mon, c mon, ha hah
C mon, c mon
S.D. pumpin this shit on the reel to reel
Ha hah, let s do it like this
Yeah, yeah, on the bug out, uh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ha hah, and you don t stop
And you won t stop, and you don t stop
Baby Pop, in the thing, knowhatI msayin?
Big Jeff is in the thing youknowhatI msayin?
Ha hah, c mon, c mon
Time to shift
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