the creator (slide to the side remix) - pete rock & c.l. smooth lyrics
[verse 1: pete rock]
yes, party people, i’m back once again and
p-ss me the microphone so i can make a killin’
step off and jet cause i’m a smooth, black brother
pete rock and c.l. together, run for cover
i didn’t know the brother was to be a def rapper
check it, i’m on the mic so ya gotta
sway with the rhythm, and listen to the way i kick it
you comin’ to the show? get ya ticket
people listenin’, cause the beat will make ya flop
snare kickin’ lovely, hard to make it stop
dancin’ and prancin’, the mic i’m enhancin’
funk is the way i express all my music
takin’ out, never, it’s time to pull a lever
on sucka mcs who try to get clever
like i said before, i’m a crowd motivator
but it’s time to get wreck with the creator
[verse 2: c.l. smooth]
c.l., we sell, hi, how ya doin’?
with the creator, let ya body unloose and
step up or shut up, to the hype remix
this one’s dope so you all need a fix
c-to-the-l and, cuzzin, i’m spellin’
smooth on the move with the groove, keep tellin’
should i drop a bombsh-ll? wait, no, oh well
[?], so p-ss the la pelle
here, take a memo, when i do demo
he steps to hoe with the curly afro
skins always beggin’ me, “can i hit ya, corey?”
new tips for new hips, so tap the forty
cheers for the mecca, a toast for the host
a double dose, east-west coast for the most
so, pop the bubbly and i’ll see ya later
with my brother, pete rock, the creator
[pete rock]
that’s right
rock on
yes, yes, ya’ll
i’m doin’ it again
one time, for ya mind
throw these rhymes
check it
[verse 3: pete rock]
as i rock on, to the break of dawn
just step to the rear cause i heat up like a sauna
all you crack dealers, five-o’s on the corner
boy, ya better run for cover, quick, you’re a goner
swingin’ with the beat i made just for the crew and
not jack the rapper, but the mic i’m pursuin’
yes, on the party tip, grab a brew, take a sip
wig out, yes, ya’ll, time for c.l. to rip
[verse 4: c.l. smooth]
cozy like a sofa, so hun, slide over
i play strip poker, so do the belly roller
a tisket, a tasket, try another racket
bring on the song, you know cuzzin won’t slack it
voodoo-ooh child, a remix file
one more style to make another reptile
break to the maker, your creator
serve like a waiter, one hot potata
a see-through, peek-a-boo, honey dip lover
lay undercover, smooth, the most stutter
(yo, c.l., phone call’s for you) i’ll take it
i got this girl, she only called me b-tt naked
a glove for the ghetto, servin’ in a rainbow
jealous cause i flow like wynton marsalis
one unpredictable, non-tender vittle
pleasure princ-p-l to the rich little
c.l. smooth, yes, the live motivator
when it’s time to get wreck with the creator
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