Sometimes I Rhyme Slow

Sometimes I rhyme slow sometimes I rhyme quick

I'm sweeter and thicker than a chico stick

Here's an ice cream cone honey take a lick

I go to Bay Plaza and catch a flick

Wore my Timberland boots so I can stomp ticks

Scandalous get a wiff of this mist

Just like the Yar 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 click

Sometimes I rhyme slow 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 millime...ter

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, noone 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 biz

She was in my penz getting stiffy 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

But I keep having visions of snow, I need blow

And I said whoa, little hottie

I'm not DeLorean, Gambino or Gotti

I don't deal coke, and furthermore you're making me broke

I'll put you in a rehab and I won't tell your folks

And what do you know

In 18 months she came home and I let her back in

And now she's sniffing again...