Exquisite Lyrics - Singles - Mcgruff

Rock mics, hold my diz-ick, flow exquisite 

Pop niggas then I throw the biscuit 

Get some dro and twist it, when from Mo' to Cryst shit 

Still gettin' that dough, on the striz-ip, on the coke tiz-up 

They call me Gruffie, Crime Hound, used to be a Pound Puppy 

You should see the way I down bubbly 

Every dame in the town love me, stay dip 

Cardiere flame shit, Polo brown rugby 

Moves too swift to let ya clowns touch me 

Smokin' like a doo-doo Dutchie and you get found musty 

Bust his here, man, yo' cats just infer 

It's been a while now, I must appear, yo' ass out 

You fuckin' with the 'cause of this, who liver than this 

Dive on yo' wrist, take yo' rollie, try to resist 

Now I'm in the club shakin' with some pie and some Cryst 

And that shit you be makin', ain't hotter than this 

You know how them thug cats do 

McGruff style hard wit that Harlem crew 

Gettin' bent everyday, all day 

The club see sick, it's that Harlem way, exquisite 

You know how them thug cats do 

McGruff style hard wit that Harlem crew 

Gettin' bent everyday, all day 

The club see sick, it's that Harlem way, exquisite 

Yo, yo, my name rings, champagne king, chain danglin' 

Harlem World to England, make world tour moves 

Up in hotels, girls all nude, who want get screwed 

Big boobs, wantin' to get with the dudes, sippin' Cryst with the cube 

Lookin' slick on the tube, yo, these bitches got my dick in the mood 

Flushed out, my mind, room service picked us some food 

We in the rich cart and got baby girl clit fartin' 

Newly ro', day your dick cartin', six squadron 

Forty D, front row seats, Knicks at the Garden 

We players, six hundred Benzes, navigators 

Snatchin' papers, overseas, under grass and acres 

When it catch in Vegas, bastards hate us 

Fly first class wit gators, flash the latest 

My ass stay switch ya ass to neighbors 

Diamond rings from stings 

Still spendin' cash on more capers 

You know how them thug cats do 

McGruff style hard wit that Harlem crew 

Gettin' bent everyday, all day 

The club see sick, it's that Harlem way, exquisite 

You know how them thug cats do 

McGruff style hard wit that Harlem crew 

Gettin' bent everyday, all day 

The club see sick, it's that Harlem way, exquisite 

I drop hot rhymes, take yo' Hot 97 slot time 

I shine like an archive, her thirty night dime 

V-12, six hundred gas, put my Nike on 

Put a mic on, put it piked on 

Strong arm like Nam, Desert Storm never fight calm 

Roll fifth, shook my right arm, pearl white palm 

Murder your life form, make more noise than a night storm 

Heavy artillery, hand grenades and pipe bomb 

Light Tron, then there's no tellin' who I might harm 

Top wall, street businessman, in they white bond 

It's like on, bullet holes, buck 50 life long 

Fight strong, Don Juan, ill trife con 

Write hype shit, my gang can make a dike like dick 

And my crew bigger than yo' crew twice as thick 

Niggas be lookin' for some mic's to stick, nights to slick 

And pikin' dick and all the bad righteous chicks 

My niggas light toke, you like them flicks 

Tenure conversely, all types of kicks 

My man L got 25 to life, told me life's a bitch 

Said, "Hold yo' head, Gruff, son and write them hits" 

You know how them thug cats do 

McGruff style hard wit that Harlem crew 

Gettin' bent everyday, all day 

The club see sick, it's that Harlem way, exquisite 

You know how them thug cats do 

McGruff style hard wit that Harlem crew 

Gettin' bent everyday, all day 

The club see sick, it's that Harlem way, exquisite 

You know how them thug cats do 

McGruff style hard wit that Harlem crew 

Gettin' bent everyday, all day 

The club see sick, it's that Harlem way, exquisite