Comedy Central (Explicit)
Clipse"Comedy Central (Explicit)" is a song by Clipse, released in 2002 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:27 long and contains 150 lines and 621 words.
Lyrics
0:02Clipse FFabolous
0:02Miscellaneous
0:04Comedy Central
0:05Uh
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0:08Uh
0:10Uh
0:11Uh
0:111 Malice
0:11Say dog
0:12Let's not get involved
0:14You don't wanna tango
0:15I'll dress you in a halo
0:17Cock the gauge
0:18Polka dot ya braids
0:19Face you in a chrome fo'
0:21That'll lock ya legs
0:22And you can't move
0:23I roll big and I can't lose
0:25They watch so hard ain't nothin' I do
0:27That ain't news
0:28Carry it like I'm a stranger to the game
0:31I cut short any whisper that
0:32En danger my name
0:33I'ma toast on both coast
0:35Not for a joke
0:36I'm known in the streets on the account
0:38I know coke
0:39And we got word in the street that the cops watch us
0:41But that don't stop us
0:42We maneuvering move a little mo' cautious
0:45I hate to think that the d**e game is my callin'
0:48Cause it got us singing lullaby's
0:50To our fallin'
0:51Tonight friend
0:52Until we meet again
0:53But for now and ya name
0:54We re up and eat again
0:56Uh
0:56I never front
0:57Like I'm something I'm not
0:59Well being broke well that's just
1:01Somethin' I'm not
1:02Y'all talk wit hatred
1:03But I live off that
1:04And I lived off c*****e
1:05Way 'fore I lived off rap
1:07Feel me friend
1:08If they could
1:09They'd kill me friend
1:10Yeah
1:10Cause I weigh too much
1:11Learned not to say too much
1:13They couldn't take me in the CL
1:14That's way too much
1:16And I'm too gone
1:17Y'all n***as can talk on
1:183 Fabolous
1:19They call me Mr
1:20Pleasebelieveit
1:20Believe it please
1:21I put the pump in ya mouth
1:23And help you breath with ease
1:24This guys in a hurry
1:26Ma I can't even f**k with you
1:28If you ain't in the itinerary
1:30I don't know where dudes is buying they jewelry
1:32Why's ya ice cream
1:34Like it's made by Ben &Jerry
1:35Y'all the type of players
1:36That be gettin' 2 day contracts
1:38E mail snitch
1:39Got these in ya 2 way contacts
1:41I'm in the club sippin' on that new Zecongac
1:44In the number 9 Jordan's
1:45With the duce
1:46Trey
1:46Arm back
1:47The street family so cool
1:48We could throw up b***hes
1:50Even if it was July
1:51And we had on wood britches
1:52I got them teflon's
1:54That shovel the fo'
1:55That have under covers and po'
1:57With cover and slow
1:58The government know
1:59The kid been lovin' the dough
2:00Since I was movin' white off the curb
2:02And shovelin' snow
2:033 Pusha T
2:04Ghetto streets so numb they call me Novocain
2:07I turn over caine
2:08Over and over again
2:10Hell
2:11So much cliental
2:12I could lose it all today
2:14Be back the next day
2:16Still up in the same way
2:17As I left ya
2:18All in three gestures
2:20Down up and aim
2:21I can define death
2:22Better than Webster
2:23Wet ya
2:24Now bless ya
2:25And of to my next venture
2:27Blocks so white
2:28June look like December
2:29Winter time
2:30Snow everywhere
2:31Flow everywhere
2:32So much dough
2:33I fly my h*es everywhere
2:35Ask him
2:35Pusha T
2:37Push a ton
2:38Push a ton of that s**t
2:39That makes ya nose run
2:40*Sniffle*
2:40Yes I'm holdin'
2:42Whether it's heat or coke in
2:44In the door panel of my four wheel motion
2:46Ain't jokin'
2:47But I laugh how other flows convince you
2:50It's money
2:50It's funny
2:51It's Comedy Central
2:52Minds mental
2:53Others is made up stinsel
2:55When I'm on vacation
2:56My babies ride in a rental
2:57I'm livin'
2:58They act as if I don't live it
3:00Saran wrap vaseline
3:02So they can't sniff it
3:03Eve say larine knitted
3:05Shorts bermuda
3:06You would think they was poochie
3:07If you over looked Medusa
3:28Uh
3:33Uh
3:37Uh
3:44Uh
3:54Uh
4:05Uh
4:13Uh
4:24Uh
4:27Skit at end of the song begins
Clipse FFabolous Miscellaneous Comedy Central Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh 1 Malice Say dog Let's not get involved You don't wanna tango I'll dress you in a halo Cock the gauge Polka dot ya braids Face you in a chrome fo' That'll lock ya legs And you can't move I roll big and I can't lose They watch so hard ain't nothin' I do That ain't news Carry it like I'm a stranger to the game I cut short any whisper that En danger my name I'ma toast on both coast Not for a joke I'm known in the streets on the account I know coke And we got word in the street that the cops watch us But that don't stop us We maneuvering move a little mo' cautious I hate to think that the d**e game is my callin' Cause it got us singing lullaby's To our fallin' Tonight friend Until we meet again But for now and ya name We re up and eat again Uh I never front Like I'm something I'm not Well being broke well that's just Somethin' I'm not Y'all talk wit hatred But I live off that And I lived off c*****e Way 'fore I lived off rap Feel me friend If they could They'd kill me friend Yeah Cause I weigh too much Learned not to say too much They couldn't take me in the CL That's way too much And I'm too gone Y'all n***as can talk on 3 Fabolous They call me Mr Pleasebelieveit Believe it please I put the pump in ya mouth And help you breath with ease This guys in a hurry Ma I can't even f**k with you If you ain't in the itinerary I don't know where dudes is buying they jewelry Why's ya ice cream Like it's made by Ben &Jerry Y'all the type of players That be gettin' 2 day contracts E mail snitch Got these in ya 2 way contacts I'm in the club sippin' on that new Zecongac In the number 9 Jordan's With the duce Trey Arm back The street family so cool We could throw up b***hes Even if it was July And we had on wood britches I got them teflon's That shovel the fo' That have under covers and po' With cover and slow The government know The kid been lovin' the dough Since I was movin' white off the curb And shovelin' snow 3 Pusha T Ghetto streets so numb they call me Novocain I turn over caine Over and over again Hell So much cliental I could lose it all today Be back the next day Still up in the same way As I left ya All in three gestures Down up and aim I can define death Better than Webster Wet ya Now bless ya And of to my next venture Blocks so white June look like December Winter time Snow everywhere Flow everywhere So much dough I fly my h*es everywhere Ask him Pusha T Push a ton Push a ton of that s**t That 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 money It's funny It's Comedy Central Minds mental Others is made up stinsel When I'm on vacation My babies ride in a rental I'm livin' They act as if I don't live it Saran wrap vaseline So they can't sniff it Eve say larine knitted Shorts bermuda You would think they was poochie If you over looked Medusa Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Skit at end of the song begins
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