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[Chorus: Nice]
Together we're coolin, the mic we're
Suckers we're schoolin, you stop booin
Skill trade (we know we doin)

Nice]
My name is Nice I like to swing
to Canal Street I bought the dookie rings
After that, I a fur
I went to see the lady for a manicure
Cut my nails down low and my was glowin
Around my neck the ropes was showin
outside, to the BM ride
With the VVS rims on all fo'
I was, butter had on fresh gear
Kickin it live to the in the air
doll, when can we hang?
You got my number, me a rang
Called me up yo, one night
Let's get busy cause the time was
You know she wanted, she wanted to do (What? What?)
Yo she wanted to (what?) she wanted to OOH!
Took her to the movies, I took her to
Told her I'm a vet, I ain't no
Grabbed her hand and said, "Let's a cab
don't worry I'll pay the tab"
Dug in my pockets, for the
Big bills, had low

[Greg

[Smooth
The S to the M T-H'er
B-E-E no time to
Ah about now I'm gonna reminisce
Of how a fly MC became a
Around the time when Checker, invented "The Twist"
I used to play spin the bottle, run and kiss
Smooth Bee's my name, that's what I
I got a Mercedes, a big brass bed
I live on a hill a view
And I came here tonight just to for you
So a rock y'all, and get dowwwn
Let's take a trip on a funky
You see, round and and around we go
And when the funky beat stops everybody know
Cause there's a and a place where we'll all have fun
And Bee will be your number one
of Ceremonies and you must admit
That I was, born and raised to top hits
So vicious, malicious, and very
I have mystical powers I any fete
I'm gonna be ranked at the top of my
I'm gonna see my name in the Rappers
With all the other rappers, who wanna be
I'll be boastin with a microphone
Cause I'm death-defyin, never lyin
Not a female's love I'm caught buyin
Get so sex that I might explode
And on a sperm scale I'm an overload

[Greg
Yo, I'm a trooper, and I do
I do stunts and I blunts
Forty ounce of stizzinock
Standin on the corner, holdin my
all the GIRLS, PASS
Boy she got a BIG (oooh oooh)
Hey, baby, whatcha
Looks to me, like you be
Sneakin by I saw you
Did you think Greg Nice was
I'm not rich Donald Trump
And I have no big fat lump
Slouch, only on the
And if you fight me I will say ouch
(Ahhhhh yeah!)

[Smooth
Smooth Bee guaranteed to make a mic
I'm Bee I'm guaranteed, to give you what you need
Not a sip not a swallow but the damn bottle
Got a lot of juice but my girl cut me
For a sucker cazals and plate named Bruce
Little did she know that I'm choice and not
Undisputed with a golden voice
An entrepeneur, love
Man of the world with my to explore
Minks leather suits shirts made of velour
articulate entertainer MC
I'm rappin to a funky beat, my dialogue's
time she sees me she offers me a skeeze
She says, "Please Bee, please, please!
Let me ride in blue Mercedes"
I taunt and as she drops to her knees
And I let her my nose everytime that I sneeze.
. we what we doin!

[GN] A skill [SB] We know what we doin
A skill trade [SB] We know what we doin

Teddy Ted down the skill trade
and dice, he must get paid
Sip tea, and lay in the shade
You be dazed as he will amaze!

Ted cuts'n'scratches*