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early to rise

Nice and Smooth (Mixed by Bigg
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Ayo Greg Nice, what time is it? Early to rise, we gotta get paid Early to bed, yo, yo, we gotta get laid I think it's time for us to make fresh rhymes out of our heads Now, on a early mornin', break of dawn and At the hotel, you be yawnin' Take off your clothes, take off mine Sun is shinin', I'm feelin' fine Stop it, booty, I don't wanna do the do But I want the breakfast menu Come on, give me a big B-B-L-T Come on, give me a glass of vitamin C Toast with butter, not a cover If you burn it, I want another Because I'm choosy and I'm spoiled I'm like Cinderella at the ball I throw my hands up in the air I got the juice, you never compare Lady, shake your derriere Homeboy, this ain't a fashion fair Who's that booty over there? What up, baby, what's your name? You oughta be in pictures, you know what I'm sayin'? Early to rise, yo, we gotta get paid Come on, early to bed, we gotta get laid I think it's time for us to make fresh rhymes out of our heads Now, I'm a rap czar, superstar No limitation in my life and I'm known to go far Live in the Bronx upon a street called Marion Girls on the block call me a black Blake Carrington Handsome as hell, I dress real swell By the tone of my voice, maybe you could tell That I shampoo with Prell and live life well When I pass you on the street, it's like a failure smell I'm gonna let you know that I'm divine competition When I give a show, don't front, just pay admission To see the greatest rapper that will ever perform 'Cause this is a rap attack, not a quiet storm Went downtown to meet my girl Light brown dimples and natural curls Got to her school, what did I see? Some onionhead brother tryna talk to my G I said, "I beg your pardon, no need for alarm But I am the man with finesse and charm" A man of good nature, no quiver or qualm Didn't wanna have to do the boy no bodily harm Told him Sylvia's the girl that I came to pick up And if he kept talkin' to her, he'd be pressin' his luck He said, "I'm sorry, Smooth B, I didn't recognize Didn't recollect nor did I realize That she was your girl, but it's no surprise 'Cause when it comes to cutie pies, you win first prize" So I thanked him for the compliment, then stepped off Grabbed my girl and jumped in my ride and broke North Took her uptown so we could make love 'Cause while she's in school, I'm all she thinks of Smooth B, the only MC That's guaranteed to be free 'cause I possess the key Come on, early to rise, we gotta get paid Come on, early to bed, yo, yo, we gotta get laid I think it's time for us to make fresh rhymes out of our heads