[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