The Clean Hand lyrics

by

Pete Rock


[Hook]
Ay yo we talkin about the gems, bling
Don't forget about the jewels, rings
Yo, you rolling with the misfits, kings
400 on the fit b*tch, scream
Do it shine, do it shine my brother (like me)
And don't forget about the gems (that drop in the sinks)
Throw up plenty on this ship with me, please
They acting like we never had nothing, n*gga eat

[Verse 1]
I played a clean hand on 'em homie, these sleeves
I wear my heart on that
Wool starter when I wished I was a Harlem cat
It ain't a problem, but I would have ate up all them cats
And ate up all their tracks, but b*tches call me back
Black cap kid, Chucks and a chain
My name heavy, the game know ya boy ain't playin
Cause they pay for me, I got a check and no ID
A chick and no ride, I'm lucky chicken is pricey
Defy speaking cause my shine beacon
My mind peaking on the break of converting the swine-eaters
Bacon burgers, avocado out around a brother
Save the onions for my murianos cause
I smoke a doobie at the movies, what you tryna f*ck her
Real sh*t, she think she lucky, 'til I go f*ck her
Seattle, Met Apollo on a Wednesday
He swore his life has never been the same
I said it's funny cause I only been this close to seeing all this green
You know the ? chains, yeah them n*ggas paid
New plates in the lane, I need my rep tighter
And all my n*ggas should be closer with the debts biting
Not to mention we blessed, oh yea we blessed n*gga
What you invest in? Little brother, I'm destined
[Hook]
It's the shine of the bling
Don't forget about the jewels, rings
You rolling with the misfits, kings
400 on the fit b*tch, scream
Do it shine, do it shine my brother (like me)
And don't forget about the gems (that drop in the sinks)
Throw up plenty on this ship with me, please
They acting like we never had nothing, n*gga dream

[Verse 2]
Forget a team, you need a sidekick, them nice b*tches, they grown
They like n*ggas now, tight crown fits with the robe
They pull a throne out they ass for me, so I sat on
Sat and got my mack on, natural b*tches with Mac on
Snatched cool catch, cool batch with a piece
Pulling platinum and heat off that Memorex compete
I got visions of me and a milli that wanna be the really
Never be Uncle Willy, that John would drive him silly
sh*t I should drive a Bentley
Be in nobody's business
Me in nobody's body, f*ckin' all the b*tches
Who wanted all the riches? We did
Call my sisters weeded, get in and do the remix
We was who had did it
Beat it, imagine Jimmy and Presh P
I really need a haircut and dames, I'm 'bout to get sweet
Been in a good mood, f*ck all the sh*t I push through
I'm hood n*gga, not to mention good as French ?
b*tch do, paid dues, made through the rain
Made through it, rain boots, explain loops, the angels
Blu, came through on a tour with the squeeze
Always say came through when I free
[Hook]
Now I said it on a Pete beat, with the bling
Don't forget about the jewels, rings
Ayo, you rolling with the misfits, kings
400 on the fit b*tch, scream
But do it shine, do it shine my brother (like me)
Don't forget about the gems (we drop in the sink)
Throw up plenty on this ship, n*ggas please
They acting like we never had nothing, n*gga eat

I wave the clean hand, homie
I wave the clean hand
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