Sometimes I Rhyme Slow

Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick

Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick

Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick

I'm sweeter and thicker than a Chick-O-Stick

Here's an ice cream cone, honey, take a lick

Or go to Bay Plaza and catch a flick

Wore my Timberland boots so I can stomp ticks

Scandalous get a whiff of this, miss

Just like the yard boys, now I'm blissed

I feel good per say good state of mind

Drive a red Sterling and the seats recline

I love it when a lady treats me kind

Go to Tavern on the Green have a glass of wine

He say, she say I heard it through the grapevine

No static, got an automatic

Too much of anything makes you an addict

Teasin', skeezin', all so pleasin'

Don't ask why I got my own reasons

Smooth B, Greg Nice, Slick Nick clique

Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick

Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick

Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick

Sometimes I rhyme slow

Sometimes I rhyme quick

I was on 125 and Saint Nick

Waiting on a cab, standing in the rain

Under my heart three clouds of pain

She got the best of me

What was her destiny?

Maybe I should lick her with my nine millimeter

My mind is in a blur

'Cause you could never pay me to think this would occur

Me and this girl Jane Doe was living together

We were inseparable, no one could sever

At least that's what I thought

But later I fought with her substance

And almost ended up in Supreme Court

When I was on the road doing shows getting ends

She was in my Benz getting sniffy with her friends

And even when she crashed my whip I didn't flip

My man Slick Nick said Smooth you're starting to slip

Time went on I started noticing weight loss

Then I had to ask her was she riding the white horse

At first she said no, then she said, "Yo, Smooth, I'm sorry