Jamey Staub - Appreciate lyrics

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Jamey Staub - Appreciate lyrics

[Intro: Children singing] (5x) "Two four six eight, who do you appreciate" [Verse 1: C.L. Smooth] First of all, you better count your blessings Cause when you got C.L. now you got bad boy, your connections In return, while we live and we learn, then you know what it is To only build a bigger future for the kids In peace, in war, lets take it to the floor Every time we take two steps, the crowd takes four Lay the heat, how I come to the street, how I cut through the beef Let me handle that, that's why you make me chief It's packed, what they want in this here Can we weather the storm, six minutes, C.L. Smooth you're on All the anger and the fear, was in the dressing room prayer That we came out to light it up and put it in the air That's real, so holler back at ya boy, step aside Leroy To all my ladies, who want tickets, enjoy, cause I spit it and you gotta get with it and you'll never forget it Yes, I want the best out, count 'em all [Hook] "Two four six eight, who do you appreciate" To the fans and to all my people that supported us "Two four six eight, who do you appreciate" To the mama and the daddy and everything they taught us "Two four six eight, who do you appreciate" Tell them kids they gotta stay in school or ride with us "Two four six eight, who do you appreciate" When it all goes down, baby, All We Got Is Us [Verse 2: C.L. Smooth] Tell 'em this is history in the making, avoiding disasters This run is for the green jacket, I fit, the masters My crew havin' business, save, put it in through my office The security is tight and the secretary is gorgeous That's official, me and Pete in the lab, that's what they want Pushin' that real hip hop, up to the front The game's been good to me, preserved my youth Not only did it capture my goals, it told me the truth Look out my hustle, made a living, paid and driven See why they tour around the world came to save us from prison It's great, I'd rather love than hate You think it fell out the sky, I'm here to tell you, why believe in faith Hard work, payin' of and them wishes comin' true Bolt open and you out to lunch, and left us two Now you know we can't let that pa** to get that cash We in the big numbers, count 'em all [Hook] [Verse 3: C.L. Smooth] Why my Uncle Doc left me everything when he died, and When pop pa**ed, two weeks later I cried, and When great grandma left it all went crazy now All I had left was grandma Pam, that's my baby Can't talk bad about me, she'd tell 'em, why we need to give her All her roses while she could smell 'em I live this moment used to stay how we were How my mother came to her in a dream and told her Corey will come out of this deep dark depression, stand by me Give my insight a resurrection and heal me And feel me, what you got is to love, got a thing This little woman who brought back the thug, let's grind Ghetto's Of The Mind while I'm in my prime I left, so y'all can catch up, I'm ahead of my time Your legacy and that lazy boy say it ain't fear My next generation triple my digits, add 'em up like [Hook]

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