Pete Rock
Pete Rock - For Pete's Sake lyrics
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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...