Lyrics Brand Nubian

Brand Nubian

Enjoy Yourself

[Grand Puba]

Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh

Uhh, yeah, it's like this, it's like that huh?

A yeah yeah, a what what? A here we go now

A c'mon c'mon, keep it finger poppin now

Because it's time for you to

("Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself with

me")

("Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, ENJOY yourself with

me")

("C'mon ENJOY yourself - enjoy yourself, enjoy

yourself")

A here we go now, a here we go now

("ENJOY yourself - enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself")

Uh-huh, now here we go now, a here we go now

[Sadat X]

I'ma enjoy myself cause I'm here

Cause my classmate tally gets smaller every year

How many cats I've known that got smashed

How many chicks I've known that live like trash

I might be Son but I'm never out son, the gun

No woman should be shunned if she can upkeep and

maintain

and crane keep her body tight, and that ass tight

And her mind right, this ain't minister's life

but I'm polite, I'm not the greatest dancer

But I can rub up on that frame and throw that name

brand shit on the floor

Polo, designer names with them funny accents

Throw the dick to the body in the red Corvette like

sprint{?}

Enjoy yo'self and enjoy your health

is what I tell them burly bouncer niggaz

that be actin off the strength that they big (yo back

up big boy)

I represent the skinny man with the snub outside of the

club

[Chorus]

("Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself with

me")

("Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself, ENJOY yourself with

me")

("C'mon ENJOY yourself - enjoy yourself, enjoy

yourself")

A here we go now, a here we go now

("ENJOY yourself - enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself")

Yeah, a here we go now, a here we go now, uhh

[Lord Jamar]

Now what'chu come for?

If you ain't gettin on the floor, sweat until it pour

I thought you come to have a good time

Hear some cats that really could rhyme

Stood on the line, and paid

Now I think it's time that you played

Why you wanna throw shade

in the direction of your own complexion

Causin static like a real bad phone connection

You can take that shit home, I'ma make that shit known

If you wanna push it further, I'ma break that kid's

bones

Uhh, we tryin to get our party on

And can't nobody fuck it up, bartender line 'em up

Any future stars we gonna sign 'em up

Lord Jamar, the producer of your finer cuts

We make 'em loose and make the honies wanna wind they

butts

And reproduce just like a gang truce

Everybody dancin in the same boots

We all come from the same roots, what?

[Chorus]

[Grand Puba]

("Let's have some fun") uh-huh

("Let's have a good time, you and me") yeah yeah YEAH~!

Move out the way it's Brand Nu's turn to shine

Hurt emcees, grab the pine, and get paid no never mind

One time as we sew it up like Dr. Frankenstein

Chickens ride the +Pony+ cause the rhyme flow

+Ginuwine+

As we do it like that, do it like this

Shorty watch yo' step or you might get +Rocked+ like

+Chris+

Are you feelin this? You dig the way it's goin down

Now we back in town, watch all the chickens crowd

around

Niggaz try to duplicate our flow but it's difficult

Like a game of Yahtzee, chickens stress me out like

paparazzi

Sometimes I flip a flow you desire

How we blaze those trees and the {?} focus fire

My rhymes carry like the weight on Barry

Stack cheddar like +Holmes+ and buy homes like +Larry+

Be smoother than towel, plus +Sharp+ like +Al+

When you ballin everybody wanna be yo' pal, uhh

No dilly-dally, baggin up the shorter Halle

Bouncin in German cars, still playin Shark Bar

Brand Nubian cats, here to make you have a ball

If you don't rock to this, you don't rock at all!

[Chorus] w/ ad libs