Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth - I Get Physical Lyrics
[CL Smooth]What's goin on baby?Ain't nuttin it's CL SmoothSextafied everyday; you gotta know that this liveLet's get right to itChorus: repeat 2X"I've got the love..""Put the boogie back infor me and the crew and"> Biz"I've got the love..""I'm like tellin you straight on up"> Biz[CL Smooth]Feel the vibewhen it's bumpin in my tribesteps the Goodfellaslive on screen now you protect the black queenTakin my time from the black on black crimeCause the night Mecca hits, Victoria runs out of secretsDoin trials in latex Lifestyles Boo; I make youcall my name, and ask who it belongs toBrand new, with CL, in Carmel, livin wellAnd never cease to flip the hottest dimepieceNow the legend increase into a great, truly Mecca madeso in every escapade there's a panty raidYou know the rules, slippin off them ewes; then we can settlewith the woman that can take me to that next levelLay down the guns and make sons we can teachFrom the horseback rides, and the walks on the beachAnd if you got pretty feet I won't cheatI'm into strictly black pearls when I rocket y'all to different worldsChorus[CL Smooth]You want a slow wind under my ceilin fan, read booksand beat me at chess, but as for rockin you, who's the best?It's all good and correct with no disrespectSkirt chasin hits, takin love to Digable PlanetsBe wise and recognize, I'd rather show than tellWho got the clout to stop fakin me all outEase your troubles, place your body in the bubblesDimepieces fit around the cutie she run withEmbrace the mood, thinkin totally ***** with no limitsGoin through every position within five minutesNow how we did it got a lot of honies with itLove is urban now fitted showin nothin but the belly buttonMany parlay, and peel off lingerieSo when they come pick the one you could learn fromSo feel the beat in Three-Peat like Jordan got wingscause I'm doin them things, listenChorus[CL Smooth]At last come the goodies, every woman got a loveHot with all that sex appeal for real, can I hit that?I'm warmer than your triple-goose with hands like a masseuseDon't play; cause I'm the hood your mama loves anywayMy heart flips when you take long business tripsI want a divorce, no I think I wanna see your bossCheck you later honey, searchin in your coach bag for moneyBefore you leave, I hug you til you can't breatheWe Kool and the Gang, and kick slang, baby call in sickbut you kiss me goodbye, and said, "I don't trick"She's so thick, and God is my witnessSometimes you just can't believe that I'm gettin thisRewind off the Pete Rock designI want a cutie with a ageless body and timeless mindThe kind that when I wine and dine she pay the billCause it don't cost much to go Dutch babyChorus (4X, second time with variations)
