I Got A Love (Remix)

[Intro: Biz Markie Sample]
Y'all, to the beat, y'all
To the beat, y'all
To the beat, y'all

[Verse 1: CL Smooth, Pete Rock]
Feel this vibe, when it's bumpin' in my tribe, steps the Goodfellas (Ow)
Live on screen now you protect the black queen (Ah)
Takin' my time from the black on black crime
'Cause the night Mecca hits, Victoria runs out of secrets (Ah yeah)
Doing trials in latex Lifestyles, boo
I make you call my name, and ask who it belongs to (Uh)
Brand new C.L., in Carmel, living well
And never cease to flip the hottest dimepiece
Now the legend increase into a great, truly Mecca made
So in every escapade there's a panty raid (Ah yeah)
You know the rules, slippin' off them you; now we can settle
With the woman that can take me to that next level (Ah)
Lay down the guns and make sons we can teach
From the horseback rides, and the walks on the beach
And if you got pretty feet I won't cheat
I'm into strictly black pearls when I rocket y'all to different worlds
Mama, I got a love

[Chorus: Pete Rock]
Hey, I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?

[Verse 2: CL Smooth, Pete Rock]
You wanna slow wind under my ceiling fan, read books
And beat me at chess, but as for rocking you, who's the best? (Ah yeah)
It's all good and correct with no disrespect
Skirt chasing hits, taking love to Digable Planets (Ah)
Be wise and recognize, I'd rather show than tell
Who got the clout to stop faking me all out
Ease your troubles, place your body in the bubbles (What?)
Baby boy is fit around the cutie she run with (Word up)
Embrace the mood, thinking totally nude with no limits
Going through every position within five minutes (Raw hits)
Now how we did it got a lot of honeys with it (Woo)
Love is urban now fitted showing nothing but the belly button
Many parlay, and peel off lingerie (Yeah)
So when they come pick the one you could learn from (Uh-huh)
So feel the beat and Three-Peat like Jordan got wings
C.L. is doing them things again, player (Ow)

[Chorus: Pete Rock]
Yo, I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?

[Verse 3: CL Smooth, Pete Rock]
At last come the goodies, every woman got a love
Hot with all that sex appeal for real, can I hit that? (Ah)
I'm warmer than your triple-goose with hands like a masseuse (What?)
Don't play; 'cause I'm the hood your mama loves anyway
My heart flips when you take long business trips (Woo)
I want a divorce, no, I think I wanna see your boss (Ah)
Check you later, honey, searchin' in your coach bag for money
Before you leave, I hug you 'til you can't breathe (Ah yeah)
We Kool and the Gang, and kick slang, baby, call in sick
But you kiss me goodbye, and said, "I don't trick"
She's so thick, and God is my witness
Sometimes you just can't believe that I'm hittin' this (Woo)
Rewind off the Pete Rock design (Ah)
I want a cutie with a ageless body, timeless mind (Timeless mind)
The kind that when I wine and dine she pay the bill (Pay the bill)
'Cause it don't cost much to go Dutch, baby

[Chorus: Pete Rock]
Yo, I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?

[Refrain: Pete Rock]
I got a love
I got a love
I got a love
Yo, I got a love

[Chorus: Pete Rock]
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?
I got a love, baby
So what you wanna do - sex me now or later?

[Outro: Pete Rock]
I got a love
Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth for '94
On the remix
'95, kick it live
Word up
'94 and '95, it don't really matter, so bust rhymes
As I flow to the funky beat
Making sure shit sounds unique
Down with my man C to the L Smooth
Rockin' to the beat and you know my shit groovy
Got my man D.O. in the back
Playing pool, you know I gotta get you back
So, um, rack a tee in the place to be
Rock the microphone, niggas can't juice me