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THE LYRIC OF COMEDY CENTRAL , CLIPSE'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Comedy Central, Clipse's song

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(Verse 1 - Malice)
Say doglet s not get involved
You don t wanna tangoI ll dress you in a halo
Cock the gaugepolka dot ya braids
Face you in a chrome fo that ll lock ya legs
And you can t moveI roll big and I can t lose
They watch so hard ain t nothin I dothat ain t news
Carry it like I m a stranger to the game
I cut short any whisper thaten-danger my name
I ma toast on both coastnot for a joke
I m known in the streets on the accountI know coke
And we got word in the street that the cops watch us
But that don t stop uswe maneuvering move a little mo cautious
I hate to think that the dope game is my callin
Cause it got us singing lullaby sto our fallin
Tonight frienduntil we meet again
But for now and ya namewe re-up and eat againuh
I never frontlike I m something I m not
Well being broke well that s justsomethin I m not
Y all talk wit hatredbut I live off that
And I lived off cocaineway fore I lived off rap
Feel me friendif they couldthey d kill me friend (Yeah)
Cause I weigh too muchlearned not to say too much
They couldn t take me in the CLthat s way too much
And I m too goney all niggas can talk on

(Verse 3 - Fabolous)
They call me Mr.Pleasebelieveitbelieve it please
I put the pump in ya mouthand help you breath with ease
This guys in a hurry
Ma I can t even fuck with youIf you ain t in the itinerary
I don t know where dudes is buying they jewelry
Why s ya ice creamlike it s made by Ben & Jerry
Y all the type of playersthat be gettin 2-day contracts
E-mail snitchgot these in ya 2-way contacts
I m in the club sippin on that new Zecongac
In the number 9 Jordan swith the ducetreyarm back
The street family so coolwe could pull bitches
Even if it was Julyand we had on wool britches
I got them teflon sthat shovel the fo
That have under covers and po with cover and slow
The government knowthe kid been lovin the dough
Since I was movin white off the curband shovelin snowghetto

(Verse 3 - Pusha T)
Ghetto streets so numb they call me Novocain
I turn over caineover and over again
Hellso much clientalI could lose it all today
Be back the next daystill up in the same way
As I left yaall in three gesturesdown up and aim
I can define deathbetter than Websterwet ya
Now bless yaand off to my next venture
Blocks so whiteJune look like December
Winter timesnow everywhereflow everywhere
So much doughI fly my hoes everywhere
Ask himPusha Tpush a ton
Push a ton of that shitthat makes ya nose run (*Sniffle*)
Yes I m holdin whether it s heat or coke in
In the door panel of my four-wheel motion
Ain t jokin but I laugh how other flows convince you
It s moneyit s funnyit s Comedy Central
Minds mentalothers is made up stinsel
When I m on vacationmy babies ride in a rental
I m livin they act as if I don t live it
Saran wrap vaselineso they can t sniff it
Yves Saint Laurent knittedshorts bermuda
You would think they was poochieif you over looked Medusa

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(Skit at end of the song begins)


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