Pete Rock And Cl Smooth

Above the level of a mezzanine, healthy as oval tine The dominant gene queen, I mean go, the light's green

Let me take you on a journey through Carmel City Where CL's God and the ladies gotta hit me off Ballin

Ahh, yeah, feel the funk, baby That's right, this is called, 'The Basement' And my man CL Smooth

Check it out Check it out Check it out We go back and forth, sending this out to my people up

Tell me, how you feel? It's time to get down and do this for real Tell me, how you feel? It's

Yeah, yeah, uh-huh It's called the Wig Out It's called the Wig Out It's called the

Ah, yeah, yes, psychedelic Uh, come on, this is what I like It's that Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth stuff

It's time to dip dive dip, you might break your hip To the sound that's legit, I've come to make a

Here we go One time to the head Somethin' like this Make way for the C.L. wrath on

VERSE 1: C.L. Smooth ] Okay, you wanna act trife and flip the script With your Wonderama drama slash coma

Check it out, give me my 'spect Check it out, give me my 'spect Check it out, give me my

Who keeps it methods and orthodox, who caught the props Who's styles are shit, who's gonna rock? On

He's a sweet Soul Brother Soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul Here comes the soul, soul, soul Here

All the places and spaces I've been All the places and spaces I've been All the places and spaces

Ghetto of the mind I catch a body at a party, sort of herbal with the verbal Look above and see the