[DJ Clue]
 New shit  Nature
 (Yo  yo Nate  you gon do this for Queens this one here for Queens yanawmean?)
 (Yo Nature gon rip this down  for Clueminatti and the whole Queens)
 It's the  DJ CLUE
 (We gon spit this one for the 1999)

 [Nature]
 Aiyyo  I got a bitch buy me 'dro  a bitch buy me clothes
 A bitch that can't cook  stay burnin Sloppy Joe's
 Olive Oyl legs  even them stocky hoes
 Bitches that I used to beep, but forget they codes
 They stay frontin, no kissin, strictly face fuckin
 I get em drunk in my room, and keep Mase bumpin
 The one wit Total, your friends might of told you
 I violate menage's, pimp game be bi-coastal
 Officialize one's high fold you, run and tell em next
 Cuz only some become gremlettes
 I never spend for sex, strictly rainy days
 Strictly wit the fat ass, backshots made me spray
 Like the shotty pump, they tried to tie me up
 And want to spend the night, every time we fuck
 Get a snooze on, cum stains in a futon
 It ain't a game, still you run when the food's gone
 Now who is wrong

 [Chorus]
 When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh
 Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh
 When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh
 Exclusive, Jungle, watch this
 When I spit, you spit, hot shh (DJ Clue), new shh
 (The Professional), exclusive, Nature, Clue shh
 When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh
 Exclusive (STUPID!!), Jungle watch this

 [Nature]
 Got a fiend that owes me ten, a fiend that owes a buck
 Got a decent job, pay they debts slow as fuck
 Catch em in the street, ?mo fit? up, say "come on you bitch"
 It's only money I'm involved wit
 Calculations, foreclose homes out in Vegas
 I run wit TM, meanin bitches pay us, it's outrageous
 CLK's, rims ill, tinted up, pullin bitches wit bird shit on the windshield
 Hoppin out, niggas front, we knock em out
 Like a smooth boxer, writin new how shh
 Generatin paper like Lou Gosset
 Makin moves while your crew gossip
 Read about us, raw shh, our feats'll doubt us
 Niggas talk shh, a team of cowards
 Need to stop frontin when there's nuttin to do
 Nuttin new, niggas is comin for you
 Yeah, it's 1998, Nature somethin for Clue

 Chorus 2x *with Clue shoutouts*

 [DJ Clue]
 You know how we do it, Queens style
 Every trip, haha