[Verse 1: C.L. Smooth]
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You're beautiful, the way you wear that, share that
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Have many ladies, but nothing can compare to that smile
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That style that drives men wild
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That ring could have Big Daddy walkin' down the isle
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Proper you a show stopper, girl endure dropper
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I can see me leavin' Suze and bring it home to mama
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What you lookin at is pure bred stallion
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I'm slayin' it you really care to know whose jay in it
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Oh how lucky are we catch you comin' out the shower
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And I'm right there to wipe down your body
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Spread that scented lotion all around your curves
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Anything you want, all she deserves
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Baby calm your nerves make this work
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Only thing in life you fear is being hurt
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Here to protect thought otherwise
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I'm here to correct you can trust me
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[Verse 2: C.L. Smooth]
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You and I now that's a hot couple
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When it's off in the same club
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Now you askin' for nothing but trouble
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Watch you jumpin' at the Red Labels
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Got my woman and her girlfriends dancin' on the tables
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Shut down the joint, me I'm just laidback and all
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Surrounded by the gangsters puffin' on the cigar
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Badder chick in the world keep niggaz cranked
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Yes the hottest chick on the planet keep a nigga ranked
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The question is can you top that homie
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You can probably pull something close but stop that homie
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Not even, could have that even if I stopped breathin'
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Don't hope for that my ghost will be pokin' the steel
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Read my will my boys get it all no gimmicks
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But I'm here to let you know my jump off is off limits
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Life and love get made for a thug
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Once I settled in you made me a gentleman
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[Verse 3: C.L. Smooth]
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Tot game is crazy diamonds off the lettle
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Travel through these ghettos drop to top
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Let 'em see what I'm workin' with came to win
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How the don keeps the fun to blow in the wind
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World war is magnetic that attracts loot
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She look Wall Street briefcase, pen strife suit
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The hair rub in a bun, spectacles on her nose
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Any deal she makes, my business grows
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They say a woman's never satisfied
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Till she have me to fill it to her heart's content
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It's my blessing, God gave you to me
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And words can't describe, what you do for me
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Your C.L. is, love me or love me not
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But no-one can match this chemistry we got
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Why they all fall, you C.L.'s wive
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Cause all we got is eachother a bond for life
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It's a Love Thing
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Pete Rock |