Exclusive-new Shit Lyrics - Dj Clue

Yo, yo, Nate, you gonna do this for Queens 

This one here for Queens, you know what I mean? 

(New shit, new shit Nature) 

Yo nature gonna rip this down 

For Clueminatti and the whole Queens 

We gonna spit this one for the 1999 

(It's the, D J Clue) 

Aiyo, 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 

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Officialize one's high fold you, run and tell em next 

'Cuz only some become Gremlettes 

I never spend for sex, strictly rainy days 

Trick me wit the fat ass, backshots made me spray 

Like the Johnny 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 

When I spit, you spit, hot, new 

Exclusive, Nature, Clue 

When you spit, I spit, new , hot 

Exclusive, jungle, watch this 

When I spit, you spit, hot , new 

(D J Clue) 

Exclusive, nature, clue 

(The professional) 

When you spit, I spit, new , hot 

Exclusive 

(Stupid!) 

Jungle watch this 

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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, move it up, say "Come on hoes" 

It's only money I'm involved wit 

Calculations, foreclose homes out in Vegas 

I run wit T M, meanin' 's pay us, it's outrageous 

C L K's, rims ill, tinted up, pullin' bitches wit bird shit on the windshield 

Hoppin' out, fucker front, we knock em out 

Like a smooth boxer, writin' new how 

Generatin' paper like Lou Gosset 

Makin' moves while your crew gossip 

Read about us, raw, our feats'll doubt us 

Niggas talk, a team of cowards 

Need to stop frontin' when there's nuttin' to do 

Nuttin' new, fuckas is comin' for you 

Yeah, it's 1998, nature somethin' for Clue 

When I spit, you spit, hot, new 

Exclusive, Nature, Clue 

(D J Clue) 

When you spit, I spit, new , hot 

(Nature) 

Exclusive, Jungle, watch this 

When I spit, you spit, hot , new 

Exclusive, Nature, clue 

(You know how we do it) 

(Every trip) 

When you spit, I spit, new , hot 

Exclusive, Jungle watch this 

When I spit, you spit, hot, new 

Exclusive, Nature, Clue 

(Check this out) 

When you spit, I spit, new , hot 

(My nigga Leo, Russel) 

Exclusive, Jungle, watch this 

When I spit, you spit, hot , new 

(My nigga J D, take that) 

Exclusive, nature, clue 

When you spit, I spit, new , hot 

(Spit) 

Exclusive 

Jungle watch this 

You know how we do it, Queens style 

Every trip, ha ha