Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth - I Got a Love lyrics

What's going on baby?
Ain't nutting - it's CL Smooth
Sextafied everyday you gotta know
That this live let's get right to it

I ain't got the love cut the funky records
For me and the crew and i ain't got the love
I'm like tellin you straight on up

Feel the vibe, when it's bumping in my tribe
Steps the Goodfellas live on screen now you
Protect the black queen
Takin my time from the black on black crime
Cause the night Mecca hit's
Victoria runs out of secrets
Doing trials in latex Lifestyles
Boo I make you
Call my name, and ask who it belongs to
Brand new, with CL, in Carmel, living well
And never cease to flip the hottest dimepiece
Now the legend increase into a great
Truly Mecca made
So in every escapade there's a panty raid
You know the rules
Slipping off them ewes then we can settle
With the woman that can take
Me to that next level
Lay down the guns and make sons we can teach
From the horseback rides
And the walks on the beach
And if you got pretty feet I won't cheat
I'm into strictly black pearls when I
Rocket y'all to different worlds

You want a slow wind under my ceiling fan
Read books
And beat me at chess, but as for rocking you
Who's the best?
It's all good and correct with no disrespect
Skirt chasing hit's
Taking love to Digable Planets
Be wise and recognize
I'd rather show than tell
Who got the clout to stop faking me all out
Ease your troubles
Place your body in the bubbles
Dimepieces fit around the cutie she run with
Embrace the mood
Thinking totally nude with no limit's
Going through every position
Within five minutes
Now how we did it got a lot of honies with it
Love is urban now fitted showing
Nothing but the belly button
Many parlay, and peel off lingerie
So when they come pick the
One you could learn from
So feel the beat in Three-Peat
Like Jordan got wings
Cause I'm doing them things, listen

At last come the goodies
Every woman got a love
Hot with all that sex appeal for real
Can I hit that?
I'm warmer than your triple-goose with
Hands like a masseuse
Don't play cause I'm the hood
Your mama loves anyway
My heart flips when you
Take long business trips i want a divorce
No I think I wanna see your boss
Check you later honey
Searchin in your coach bag for money
Before you leave
I hug you til you can't breathe
We Kool and the Gang, and kick slang
Baby call in sick
But you kiss me goodbye, and said
"I don't trick"
She's so thick, and God is my witness
Sometimes you just can't believe
That I'm gettin this
Rewind off the Pete Rock design
I want a cutie with a
Ageless body and timeless mind
The kind that when I wine and
Dine she pay the bill
Cause it don't cost much to go Dutch baby