Pete Rock - Back on the Block lyrics

[Verse1 - CL Smooth] (Yeah, yeah… yeah… uh huh, uh huh) You love it when it's like this, we deep over there The dice games, the car shows, broads everywhere New paper freakin' me off, my workout's mean Spending hours in the 'cuzzi, clicking channels on the screen Miss Chin, full body rub, hosted that snub Got a mob of thugs, shirts off, dancing through the club See, the ladies keep touring, the Cris keep pouring I'm Iverson at the two guard, automatic scoring Want a woman that's doin' it, got her own stash Some Halle Berry, Salli Richardson, Stacey Dash Come to all Venus' tennis matches, full linen suit Next to Lisa Les, some WNBA loot Slide a few mommies on a plane, sippin' coladas Wrote half the album over the sands in the Bahamas Gotta hurt some things, wanna live like kings Come sharp for the playoffs, the race for the rings [Chorus - Pete Rock] It was a Friday night, all the ladies rump shakin' The place start quakin' and everybody makin' Hot beats for the street, let everybody know Pete Rock is on the on the beat box And every jam that we rock, we rock it non-stop Represent, show love every time we drop Cash in for the wins, my man, he likes skins CL, he's back up on the block [Verse2 - CL Smooth] We the hottest thing moving right now, screw y'all Let it get money, and watch what it do to y'all Play to win it all, sweeping anybody, ya heard? Spottin' one of my pretty toys, moving up 3rd Make a right down 7th Ave to 4th Street Park Feelin' the whole ghetto vibe and set my mark Like the first time wifey let you taste the snatch Holding three carats, platinum, with the Rolly to match I do it to be the best, money's nothing to me Got it all and want more, how hungry are we? The streets made us officially, flash or lay low Meet the undisputed king of the volcano Picture my team, living this American Dream All in my theme, lovin' how it picked up steam Wanna count my cake by a calculator, fool And add ten to twenty thick ones, loungin' by the pool [Chorus - Pete Rock] [Verse3 - CL Smooth] Put it down like I was born to do it, made to live it Paid to spit it, custom fitted, watchin' me get it Want the nice legs, 'nuff kitty, stay driving something pretty Cozy in a duplex, overlooking the city Slick heels wit' yo' toes showin', sun dress, wind blowing Catchin' plenty like that, feel the way it's flowing We can party all night long, baby, they understand Deep down, you know I'm really just a one-woman man You ain't bigger than the next steak for eating your Wheaties I'm into sweet cigars, suntans and wet bikinis Off to sell-out crowds from the magazine page Out the tunnel in the studio, to bring it to the stage All s**ual to hit y'all gutter, high velocity Dames wanna taste it for the sheer curiosity It's strong and it's real, plus it lives by the code A multi-million dollar project in a**-shaking mode [Chorus - Pete Rock] [Rap sample:] Mecca and the Soul Brother [Rap sample:] In the house (repeated and scratched) [Spoken sample:] Pete Rock… CL Smooth… Pete Rock, CL Smooth, 2000…