Pete Rock & Cl Smooth - For Pete's Sake lyrics
rate me
Here come's the rugged oneplus the way I flip it
I collect the loot and then I knock the boots
A smooth dark loverprefer to be called the chocolate lover
Cuz I can do wonders under cover
I'm dip-dip-dopeI rhyme like riz-ope
I cleanse like soap'cause it's the great black hope
Stay away from the penileI can rock the senile
Hons alway wave 'cause slick like bunile
Pete rock on the boot knockon the boot knock
Plus the way that I flow...blood clot
Mm-hmmmm-hmmyeah...
So funkylike a street junky
Like I said beforewe goc'mon...
For pete's sake I break and updatewaitI radiate
The dub played to navigate the tune I make
I fit like a slipperso catch the big dipper
Vital signs are quickernot the flat line picture
Showtime originalofficial with the smooth criminal
I hit the cliches on the subliminal
With the soul technician to fill the prescription
In addition listen close to the mission
The p.e.t.e.r.o.c.k.resume
With the route to brut by faberge
No doubtto shout about a 20-bar segment
Off spring the lyrics when the microphone's pregnant
Give it a rubdownnow here's the sermon
Everywhere you go you hear mecca from the vernon
Pound for pounduptownI get down
And bound to spin the record like a merry-go-round
The cut don't flow that I touch is not a preemie
And who would ever see me when I dream of jeanie
I don't think sopeaceI gotta go
And shake like an earthquakecousinfor pete's sake
To my man...
Here come's the rugged oneplus the way I flip it
I collect the loot and then I knock the boots
A smooth dark loverprefer to be called the chocolate lover
'cause I can do wonders under cover
I'm dip-dip-dopeI rhyme like riz-ope
I cleanse like soap'cause it's the great black hope
Stay away from the penileI can rock the senile
Hons alway wave 'cause I'm slick like lunile
Pete rock on the boot knockon the boot knock
Plus the way that I flow...blood clot
Yomy style's cock-diesel and I can do the hustle
Niggaz know the timeI don't have to flex a muscle
I'm not the type to fake itI wouldn't try to take it
Tie your girl to the back of my jeep butt-naked
Slide her monkey ass down the hill
So if you don't want beefmoneychill for pete's sake
To my man...
Music please...
(c.l.) the mecca's sweet like nectarmaybe 'cause you need it
There's a ribbon in the skybut I wonder if you see it
In the days of thundernotice how I simplex in the proper context
Here steps the onethe answer to the riddle
Survey says the black press can make you wiggle
The staff to the craftthe stroke of a pena
Pefect strangermelody arranger
Loopholes are filled when I build with the skill
Liquid steels the mic on the rock's chill
No financial aid wade when I'm paid
Deep as the evergladethe escapade a renagade
Study in the archivesplace your betsonny
Head crack back to back for the bail money
For youa chapterslayed by the author
Lickin' on your daughtersaysouth of the border
Nowhere we are with the funky repertoire
Draw warm like a spastarforget all the hoopla
C.l. smooth and pete rock
Could break and penetratepiece of cakecousinfor pete's sake
To my man...
For pete's sakec'mon...
