Same Old Brand New Style (I Can't Wait)

[Greg Nice] Yeah yeah, that's right, it's us Yeah yeah, that's right, it's us Yeah, fly girls get up, and shake yo' butt Yeah, yeah Get up, get up, uhh, and shake yo' butt Hey, get up get up get up get up get up [Breadkdown: uncredited singer - repeat 2X] Hey ladies, Nice & Smooth is in the house And you know they turn the party out Ladies, I can't wait [Chorus: Greg Nice] Hey yo same old brand new style From "Junkies," "Jewel of the Nile" Ah don't urk the nerves, make us reach in the files We got joints by the piles We got the same old brand new style It's the "Junkies," "Jewel of the Nile" Ah don't urk the nerves, make us reach in the files We got joints by the piles [Greg Nice] Aiyyo Libby Libby Libby on the label label label Records in the crate behind the turntable Time for us to throw shit up on the table Hear me on the radio, see me on the cable Head banger booty banger, rap singer Don't got no time to be the gunslinger To negativity you give the middle finger Got the black Lear jet inside my hanger Smooth B, so sharp up like a singer Catch me at the body shop, Auric Goldfinger Check it out, check it out This is how we turn it out [Chorus: second half] [Smooth B] Smooth B, at the top of the mountain and still climbin Never stop, for pressure makes diamonds Call me late at night, perfect timin Visionary, five years ahead when I'm rhymin Thoughts, deeper than those that sparked Plato Holdin me, is like tryin to hold a tornado Say word - word, you'll get mashed, like potato I'll beat you like Bruce, when he turned into Cato Who be the winner? The snake or the monkey Hard to tell but this beat, this shit is funky I smoke chunky, I'm no flunky My lyrical flow will knock needles out of junkies [Breakdown: one half] [Greg Nice] The bass be kickin, the high-hat hissin The snare be smackin, dough keep stackin Bought a Lo-Jack in case of car jackin Check me out as I bring it from my 'phragm Peace to Funkmaster, peace to Crazy Sam Puff a whole Owl, never sniff a gram Style sticky like indo, tight like a clam Greg N-I-C-E, my name ring bells Make MC jail it ain't hard to tell Threw a hundred dollar bill in the wishin well You owe me a Grammy like Patti LaBelle You owe me a Grammy like Patti LaBelle [Breakdown: x3 to fade]