Black Sheep - Butt in the Meantime lyrics

It's times like this that I've
Gotta crack a smile if it's about anything
Then it's gotta be style what happens now?
A better man can hold the
Mic and do the proving
Dres of the Black Sheep Yo, let's
Get the Sheep moving
I'd like to pay a tribute, to what?
To knocking boots i'm single and I mingle if
Ya jingle I play roots
But there's another, the other
The brother on the cover
Brought along, I brought along
I brought along, Lawnge
A duo not a trio move your
Bootie cause I say so
Be outlasting or not busting Black
Sheep not your average Joe
Now I hold a microphone
But this is what I wanted
A pocket full of punani


Better me than those that front it
Dropping bombs, lovely
Make 'em jet without their Jetta
Keep fronting if you're wanting but
I bet ya the Beretta
Punctuates and exclamates, the lingo I let go
Not that it's my style cause I, let go my ego
Be it just us
Just you or just me or just who
Never am I full, gotta to get residuals
Pronto, Tonto was engine number nine
I'm out to get the nickels, quarters
Pennies and the dimes

But in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one, in the meantime
Now in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one in the meantime

At last, Black Sheep on wax and finally
It's for himself that Mista
Lawnge is laying tracks
Now I won't dally your fiddle
Give ya more than bit's and kibble
Or is it kibbles and bit's that became hit's?
Now there's a riddle
Believe me, cause you see, I do understand
Heard a jam that was flam
Bought the album, Van Damme, it's weak
But for the moment, I won't speak
Upon this, I mean that, I mean those
I mean them i mean there, I mean here, damn
(Yo, whatcha trying say Dres?)
Yo let me try this again
Ya see, this is rather funky
The style that I'm displaying
Somewhat bona fide, on the side of okay and
Finally, your hunger for dopeness is full
Hmmm, please, excuse me, Yo
Turn it up a decibel for
I am about to rip a style
That will make heads bop awhile
So please, step to the right, if ya suck
Should I do 'em Violators
(Ahh, what the fuck?)
Moving, yes I'm moving, am I moving?
(Goony gu-gu)
Say la say la what, say la say la say la
(pu-pu) say it in a second
After Dres is finished wrecking
As I'm wrecking, gotcha checking
Step to this and Dres will deck

But in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one, in the meantime
Now in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one in the meantime

Surprising you, I'm rising
Dresmerizing and subliminalizing
Black Sheep are here, we're breaking all ties
And making songs that are prolific
Specific as terrific
Move a body in the city to
Both sides of the Pacific
I'm Dres and you are not you're cold
I'm hot which means I'm soon to boil bootie
Your bootie, your bootie, the butt
But still you think you're royal
Are you mad? Are you jealous
Overjoyed or over zealous?
Hold your glass and sip
For when you held the mike you couldn't rip
Before your mike went hush
Keep sipping stupid lush
I know I'll be all right tonight
I took my time, I didn't rush
I didn't blush, I didn't frown
Got up to get down
Henceforth, I'm getting down and dirty, G
You thought that I would not be
Stupid, Cupid, or elupid
I sting ya like a bumble
Where's the bee, here I be
Can'tcha see, can'tcha peep?
If you're sleeping then wake up
If you're stinking then wash up
If you're creeping, then catch up
You're rolling with the Black Sheep

But in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one, in the meantime
Now in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one in the meantime

Now in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one, in the meantime
Said in the meantime, I try to hawk one
I try to hawk one in the meantime