Exclusive - New sh*t lyrics

[Intro: DJ Clue, Jungle and (Nature)]
New sh*t, Nature
(Yo, yo Nate, you gon do this for Queens, this one here for Queens y'nawmean?)
(Yo Nature gon rip this down, for Clueminati and the whole Queens)
It's the, DJ CLUE
(We gon spit this one for the 1999)

[Verse 1: Nature]
Ayo, I got a b*tch that buy me 'dro, a b*tch that buy me clothes
A b*tch that can't cook, stay burnin Sloppy Joe's
Olive Oil eggs, even them stocky hoes
b*tches that I used to beep, but forget they codes
They stay frontin', no kissin', strictly face f*ckin'
I get em drunk in my room, and keep Mase bumpin'
The one wit Total, your friends might have told you
I violate menage's, pimp game be bi-coastal
Officialize one's high fold you, run and tell em next
Cuz only some become gremlettes
I never spend for sex, strictly rainy days
Trick me wit the fat ass, backshots made me spray
Like the johnny pump, they tried to tie me up
And want to spend the night, every time we f*ck
Get our snooze on, c*m stains in the futon
It ain't a game, still you run when the food's gone
Now who's wrong
[Chorus: Nature, Jungle & (DJ Clue)]
When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh
Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh
When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh
Exclusive, Jungle, watch this
When I spit, you spit, hot shh (DJ Clue), new shh
(The Professional), exclusive, Nature, Clue shh
When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh
Exclusive (STUPID!!), Jungle watch this

[Verse 2: Nature]
I got a fiend that owes me ten, a fiend that owes a buck
Got a decent job, pay they debts slow as f*ck
Catch em in the street, morph it up, say "come on you b*tch"
It's only money I'm involved wit
Calculations, foreclosed homes out in Vegas
I run wit TM, meaning b*tches pays us, it's outrageous
CLK's, rims ill, tinted up, pullin' b*tches with bird sh*t on the windshield
Hopping out, n*ggas front, we knock em out
Like a smooth boxer, writing new hot sh*t
Generating paper like Lou Gossett
Making moves while your crew gossip
Read about us, raw sh*t, I feed to doubters
n*ggas talk sh*t, a team of cowards
Need to stop frontin' when there's nothing to do
Nothing new, n*ggas is coming for you
Yeah, it's 1998, Nature, something for Clue
[Chorus: Nature and Jungle]
When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh
Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh
When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh
Exclusive, Jungle, watch this
When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh
Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh
When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh
Exclusive, Jungle watch this
When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh
Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh
When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh
Exclusive, Jungle, watch this
When I spit, you spit, hot shh, new shh
Exclusive, Nature, Clue shh
When you spit, I spit, new shh, hot shh
Exclusive, Jungle watch this

[Outro: DJ Clue]
You know how we do it
Queens style
Every trip
Haha