Put It Down A Tribe Called Quest

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
The name is Q-Tip, entering through the middle
From the left, dead all the jokes and the riddles
Coming for the maximum gain, the octane
That's on the radio, it made me feel so low
Emcess have gotta write in the damn prison
I'm Nintendo 64 and you Mattel Intellivision
Bussing from them old trey-eights, now papi wait
This joint is like a Ruger, watch it roar like a cougar
Now we gotta move on the dance floor
And work it out all night, that's what you came here for
Just him, I fills it to the rim
Your shine is looking dim; daddy, shine the light on him
And him is me, leader of the Starfleet Force
Guaranteed to knock your joint off course
You took a loss? Damn right
Sure as Tina made Ike
We gon' put it in your noggin all night, and all day
The tri-lateral commission we missin'
Tell the citizens we straight, but like snakes, they hissin'
I'll be damned if I let a song go on to the side
Won't piggyback some shit, let's ride, come on

[Chorus: Q-Tip]
I put it down now, what you gon' do?
I put it down now, what you gon' do?
I put it down now, what you gon' do?
I put it down now, what you gon' do?
I put it down now, what you gon' do?
I put it down now, what you gon' do?
I put it down now, what you gon' do?
I put it down now, what you gon' do?