Nice and smooth doin our own thang lyrics

Watch out now  

 Shit  you didn't tell homey that  and walked on out the joint  

  

 (Beatboxing)  

  

 Chorus:  

  

 We just doin our own thang  thang  thang  

 We be doin our own thang  thang  thang  

 We just doin our own thang  thang  thang  

 (Freaky deaky deaky you don't stop stop)  

  

 [Greg Nice]  

 Put your hand up high high  now put em high  

 (repeat 8X)  

  

 Uno dos tres  one two three  

 Its the fly kid Greg N I-C-E  

 Down with my partner in crime Smooth B  

 We always 4 deep in the Diamante  

 Ridin around to boogie down without a care  

 Stop at the light, the people stop and stare  

 They say, yo Rick here come the chubby cheek fella  

 The one who kick the rhymes like a fortune teller  

 So I went downtown to the P.R Parade  

 The ?? skins they got it made  

 Let me touch your wet body, lay it in the shade  

 And kiss you down there cause I'm not afraid  

 Now don't go run tellin all yo friends  

 That yo, Mr. Chubby cheeks ate the skins  

 Cause if you do, I'll have a flashback and run ant tell the crew  

 And do what I gotta do  

 Greg N-I, low key, downlow  

 Rhymin fast, rhymin slow  

 Intoxicated from the hydro  

 No, yo, I didn't say blow  

 Put your hands up high and act like you know  

 The funk I be kickin is crit-i-cal  

  

 Chorus  

  

 [Smooth B]  

 Time and again, I reflect way back in the day  

 I used to say  

 I wanna be a rap star  

 Drive a big car  

 People know who we are, by far  

 It was more to it  

 Had to run through it, pursue it  

 Hmm, just do it  

 A dream came to, but not a fairytale  

 I can tell you a scary tell, but no on this track  

 I prefer to keep it pedal to the metal  

 This beat reminds me of Hansel and Gretel  

 The kids will love it, they can stunt to it  

 Adults will adore it, they can smoke a blunt to it  

 Courtesy of Mark the spark  

 Beat fiend, he can make beats in the dark  

 Now this was designed for the nerves in the center  

 When I was born I was covered in placenta  

 Cute little nigga, now I've grown bigger  

 Victorious with vem and vigor  

 Inventor, stayin on point like a splenter  

 Design a rhyme like Oscar De La Renta, placenta  

 Though I'm not a five, I gotta keep it live  

 So on I strive  

  

 Chorus