Coppin’ Some Fronts For The Set

Lyrics

Now the time flew by and it was soon July And the days grew funky and hot But me and Spoon, we played it cool and I taught him how to shoot pool Til he could soon sink three in one shot I kept him under wraps 'til he had mastered shooting craps And could deal a winning hand We would practice all day then at night we would play Poker, Tonk and Coon-Can Soon, Spoon got good at his old new livelihood And now we were ready to deal There was money to be made in this here hustler's trade And soon it would be for real We gave Grit a ring the day before the thing And let him know that we'd be there But it was early in the morning, 'cause Grit was still yawning And all he could say was "yeeaaahhh" Me and my man Spoon, we went shopping at noon To cop us some fronts for the set We needed some vines that would blow their minds Plus give us all the finesse we could get We went to a tailor named Wong, who sold silks from Hong Kong And could sew a suit on your back I copped me a four-button roll And he spun Spoon a silk-gold Then we split in our maize Cadillac We went to Baby Blue's to cop our shoes Some comforts, splitoes and canes Blue smuggles and ships and makes overseas trips While hustling big company lames We rapped for a while, then left Blue's in style Sporting our brand new kicks Went to a hatter named Knox, and copped some straw diamond blocks The split 'bout a quarter to six We winded and dined and prepared our minds For the task that lay ahead Jumped super clean and split to the scene Smoking Panamanian Red