[Chorus: Nice] Together coolin, the mic we're rulin Suckers we're schoolin, you stop booin Skill trade (we know we doin)
[Greg My name is Nice I like to swing to Canal Street I bought the dookie rings After that, I a fur Then I to see the lady for a manicure Cut my nails down low and my rings was Around my neck the dookie ropes was Went outside, to the BM the VVS rims on all fo' sides 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 cause the time was right You know she wanted, she wanted to do (What? What?) Yo she wanted to date (what?) she to OOH! her to the movies, I took her to dinner Told her I'm a vet, I no beginner her hand and said, "Let's catch a cab Baby don't I'll pay the tab" Dug in my pockets, for the Big bills, had low
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[Smooth The S to the M T-H'er B-E-E no to waste Ah right now I'm gonna reminisce Of how a fly MC became a Around the time Chubby 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 blue Mercedes, a big bed I live on a overlookin a view And I came tonight just to rock for you So let's a y'all, and get dowwwn take a trip on a funky merry-go-round You see, and around and around we go And when the funky beat everybody will know Cause there's a time and a place where all have fun And Smooth Bee will be your one Master of Ceremonies and you must That I was, born and to make top hits So vicious, malicious, and very I have mystical I perform 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 be boastin with a gold-tone microphone Cause I'm death-defyin, caught lyin Not a female's love I'm caught buyin Get so sex that I might explode And on a sperm count 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, my jizzinock all the GIRLS, PASS Boy she got a BIG (oooh oooh) Hey, baby, whatcha Looks to me, like you be by I saw you peepin Did you think Greg was sleepin? I'm not rich like Trump And I don't have no big fat Slouch, on the couch And if you fight me girl I will say (Ahhhhh yeah!)
[Smooth Smooth Bee to make a mic sing 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 but my girl cut me loose For a sucker with cazals and named Bruce Little did she know that I'm and not moist Undisputed with a golden voice An entrepeneur, undercover Man of the with my life to explore Minks socks leather suits shirts of velour articulate entertainer MC I'm rappin to a funky beat, my dialogue's Every 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 wipe my everytime that I sneeze. . we know we doin!
[GN] A skill trade [SB] We know what we [GN] A skill trade [SB] We what we doin
Teddy Ted down with the skill Slice and dice, he must get Sip iced tea, and lay in the You be dazed as he will amaze!
{*Teddy Ted