(feat. Nice & Smooth)
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[Greg Nice:]
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I'm a live nigga, standin out like a rash
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A live nigga, keep cash in a stash
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What's the eggs without the cornbeef hash?
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Blowin up like Sarah Dash
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Jerkin up the neck, known to cause whiplash
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Dance and get down with me
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Peep the steelo, the strategy
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What killed the cat's curiosity?
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You better believe that I be freakin
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Pull my [?] the M for leakin
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Same MC who wreck shop at the Beacon
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Uptown lingo is what I'm speakin
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So put your pedal to the metal
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And feet to the ground
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And peep this uptown sound
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It makes no sense in stadin around
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Hey, it makes no sense just standin around
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[Chorus: x2]
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Come on everybody lets all get down
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Come on everybody lets all get down
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Come on everybody lets all get down
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It makes no sense just standin around
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[Slick Rick:]
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I'm chillin with Nice and Smooth with my Phat Farm outfit
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They say what's up Rick what's up good to see you out kid
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Where the party at, askin and relaxin
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And pop a couple of Moe's listenin to some fat tracks with them
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Being a kid locked, want to check the the scene and shit
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Zulu Nation havin somethin tonight at the arena Greg
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Lets get drunk and roll, said they like the sound of it
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Rolled a couple of blunts, but Ruler wasn't down with it
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[?] want to go and hit somethin
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Be off work release even if you get caught with weed in yo system
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Be up north quick, since we all down to roll
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Went to the club havin the upmost amount of fun
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Shoul've heard them groupies scream for
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Wonder why this brother lookin at me all mean for
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Ignored it, kept wappin til my neck hurt
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Then Greg Nice and Smooth did this very same record called
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[Chorus]
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[Smooth B:]
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Happy birthday, what's the word say
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To papa smurf, I cover the globe like earth day
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Rollin with G and the Rickster
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Flavor full boogie down mixture
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We came back to attack with the Ruler
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You can't get no cooler
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On our way to the bank
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Now do the Patty Duke and then do the Spank
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Come from the heart things spark
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And keep your eyes glued to the top of the chart
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Oh shit, its the man with the fronts and the jewels
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The kids with the blunts and the tools
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Sewing up shop like needles
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Sellin more recorde than the Beetles
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So don't be astound
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And makes no sense in standin around
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[Chorus]
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Let's All Get Down
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| Slick Rick |
