C.L. Smooth Unplugged

[Verse 1]
Okay, we got the dance floor rockin', my soul band knockin'
And when your boy step out, it ain't no stoppin'
Just a non-stop party, I'm here with everybody
Now whoever miss this one, is gonna be sorry
Like a fireworks display, it toss a lotta bread
Keep me roped off, with X amount of bottles to the head
Real cozy in the V.I., tokin' my cigar
I'm the real power, and I don't really care who you are
Just have yourself a good time, be nice to the ladies
'Cause we don't wanna have to whoop yo' head tonight
The whole thing is be polite, and if you agree
If not, then move your corny ass from around me
This is grown man B.I., now the honeys see why
They hate to love the sophisticated thug
Instead of poppin' the slug, you see me cut a rug
This is CL Smooth unplugged, my God

[Chorus]
You might have the flex, but got no flavor
You might have some cash, but got no class
Here's the next level of love, the future for a thug
To hear CL Smooth unplugged, my God
You might have the flex, but got no flavor
You might have some cash, but got no class
Here's the next level of love, the future for a thug
To hear CL Smooth unplugged

[Verse 2]
Now be honest, it just feels good, to see him puttin' it down
More like an explosion, when I'm hittin' the town
I get the clubs groovin', keep it dressed to impress
In nothin' but the best, and won't settle for less
A real trendsetter, who could top me, kid?
They had enough kahunas, they woulda already did
They know it's my time, watch me soakin' it up
In the booth, glass of Merlot, locin' it up
My Cartier frames, with the matchin' watch
To keep the sweet ladies screamin' my name for blocks
We got a real connection, in your tub real late
Candles burnin', the sound of my voice an escape
It's the mood I'm in, the groove I'm in
Where I ordinarily keep you out, I let you in
Now until we are one, how I keep it on guard
Is watch CL Smooth unplugged, my God

[Chorus]
You might have the flex, but got no flavor
You might have some cash, but got no class
Here's the next level of love, the future for a thug
To hear CL Smooth unplugged, my God
You might have the flex, but got no flavor
You might have some cash, but got no class
Here's the next level of love, the future for a thug
To hear CL Smooth unplugged

[Verse 3]
My peoples, this is champagne music, caviar lyrics
This a shitload of paper every time you hear it
Come and have the time of your life, where nothin' can control me
The Mack of the year, the game call me Goldie
The set don't excite me, 'til you get hyphy
In other words get dumb, you know where I'm from
That New York nightlife, all the way to the Bay
You get to see firsthand, how the players play
The wardrobe spinnin', accessories are glistenin'
The broads I'm twistin' to the toys I'm whippin'
Only gas up the strip, make the hood flip
Not talkin' right on the corner, toast on hip
Why they love me like crazy, treat me like a God
Life is short, you wonder why we party so hard
It's a Black Heart family, the whole nine yard
To hear CL Smooth unplugged, my God

[Chorus]
You might have the flex, but got no flavor
You might have some cash, but got no class
Here's the next level of love, the future for a thug
To hear CL Smooth unplugged, my God
You might have the flex, but got no flavor
You might have some cash, but got no class
Here's the next level of love, the future for a thug
To hear CL Smooth unplugged

[Outro]
My God