In The House Lyrics - Pete Rock And Cl Smooth

[cl smooth] 

Hit the lights and I appear beyond the stratosphere of meccable function 

And if you're pretty let your lady sleep in carmel city 

Begin and end the day on lennon hunts for beachfronts 

To lit blunts, now all agreed we're sippin oj with the dom p 

Bounce and bring it like it counts to be luccified 

Cl is sextified and women spell me nationwide 

You say you want my lips where and I can grab your what? 

I love your hips legs breasts faces with the firm butt 

Now feel the muscle when I hustle in the bedsheets 

Cause my manly treats can hit the fridge for more sweet 

Splash, and let me do my thing til it's hot and sweaty 

Reload the camcorder, I guess by then you'll be ready 

Cause all my children got one life to live 

But knockin wifey out the box is clearly a negative 

I'm in rugged wears with fancy facial wears 

And all the real shit come in pairs, and bounce em in the house y'all 

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{q-tip sample} pete rock, is in the house. cl, is in the house. (4x) 

[pete rock] 

Back again, I'm here to win, to bust rhymes on beats again 

Copycats and rugrats, sit back and watch a champion 

It's time to wreck shop and show the world I'm true to hip-hop 

So check the style and peace to niggaz in the penile 

Now umm, it's the original funky chicken tactic 

I run game on your brain for the fame cause I'm active 

You try to follow in my footsteps, you can't do it 

I'm pullin your card it ain't hard, I don't have to prove it 

It's pete rock and cl smooth to the utmost 

From coast to coast, the music makes you overdose 

You fiend, for the gangsta lean, I makes you scream 

Rugged bro soul on the scene 

A.k.a. the funk doer, numero uno, that means 

Number one I get the job done plus I pack a gun 

So run, and tell your peoples you'll be on the lookout 

It's all about who's in the house? with the funk 

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{q-tip sample} pete rock, is in the house. cl, is in the house. (4x) 

[cl smooth] 

Money up steps the new era of my lyrical terror 

Funkadelic for lightin up spots ever since little tots 

When the dust settle I'm packin heavy metal plenty 

The drop'll slaughter many, strictly off illegal entry 

It's elementary watson, I drive a benz not a datsun 

Before my kicks hit the stage, we've been foot lock-in 

Body rockin to keep the ladies flockin with a concoction 

Rippin your blouse for no less than arrest in morehouse 

My teeth prints where my knife slits, we train em 

And scar em like pits, off vibes of the mecca joint 

Vibe to position, never runnin out of ammunition 

Now to the heart, I'm steppin with a concealed weapon 

Nothing's calm when the bomb blaze you know the phrase 

It's pete rock and cl smooth knockin nowadays 

Eastside kid, you don't want none, so catch a relay 

I'm lettin off on anybody tryin to steal my dj 

{q-tip sample} pete rock, is in the house. cl, is in the house. (4x) 

{q-tip sample} check it out, give me my 'spect (8x) 

{q-tip sample} pete rock, is in the house. cl, is in the house. (10x)