Pete Rock - The Creator (Slide To The Side Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Pete Rock] Yes, party people, I'm back once again and Pa** me the microphone so I can make a k**in' Step off and jet cause I'm a smooth, black brother Pete Rock and C.L. together, run for cover I didn't know how fun it was to be a def rapper Check it, I'm on the mic so ya better Sway with the rhythm, and listen to the way I kick it You comin' to the show? Get ya ticket People listen up, 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 s**a 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 unloosen Step up or shut up, to the hype remix This one's dope so you all need a fix C-to-the-L and, cousin, I'm spellin' Smooth on the move with the groove, keep tellin' Should I drop a bombshell? Wait, no, oh, well I like Cheryl, so pa** the La Pelle Here, take a memo, when I do demo Here steps the hoe with the curly afro Skinz 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 cousin 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 po-ta-tah A see-through, peek-a-boo, honey-dip lover Lay undercover, Smooth, you won't stutter (Yo, C.L., phone call's for you) I'll take it I got this girl, she only call me bu*t naked A glove for the ghetto, servin' in a rainbow Jealous cause I flow like Wynton Marsalis One unpredictable, non-tender vittle Pleasure principal to the Rich Little C.L. Smooth, yes, the live motivator When it's time to get wreck with The Creator