Ah, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky ("Fresh")
Ah, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky ("Fresh")
Ah, well, Cisco won't do with this

Yo, I bring it home like HBO
So you know I go deeper than Jacques Cousteau
Down to move your body with the ultimate tones
With the itchy trigger finger like Barnaby Jones
To set off a new method of hardcore material
Warm and unbelievable like Cream of Wheat cereal
To the night cap of rap you will adapt
I'm a lover so the girls wanna sit on my lap
And whisper in my ear, "Where do we go from here?"
I say, "I'm down to move your body, oh yes, my dear"
Turn out the lights and pull down your tights
A couple of left rights like the Tyson fights
Listen up everybody for the next hype party
But for now, yo, I'm down to move your body

Huh, I'm down to move your body
Oh yes, I'm down to move your body
Pete Rock is down to move your body

The grand finale, main event, C.L. rhyme is excellent
So just like disciples, you all better repent
And move your body up and down, side to side
An occasional slide while the rhymes just glide
Tasty like a butter roll or filet of soul
With the beauty like a mole, but black is cold
As my attitude, far from rude, most definitely smooth going
And no one can stop me from flowing
And down to move your body 'cause I like to party
Like my homeboy Arty, strong like Bacardi
I'm a Portuguese New Yorker, father West Indian
C.L. Smooth a.k.a. Corey Penn
And a dope rhyme sayer, displayer, portrayer
The inside player, and plus the top layer
Movin', groovin', provin' that I can like party
All night long 'cause, yo, I'm down to move your body

Yo, I'm down to move your body
C.L. is like down to move your body
Pete Rock is down to move your body
And I'm gonna move you like body

Yo, you're flabbergasted, I've outlasted
Notice your style, trend, and what you present, I've passed it
Aims, rules, dippin' in pools, the rhyme is a tool
That I use to educate the fools
C.L. Smooth with the first step, as large as I get
For those who get scared and left
A new lineup when I wind up, be at the teachers
Surpass each class well as I get deeper
You never wanna diss me, so I insist we
Talk it over calmly over tea
Grab your cup, Sweet