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Vibin' (The New Flava)
Boyz II Men
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Yeah, yeah
Boyz II Men sessions be like this
Whole town had to come represent
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo, homegirl over there
Yo, everybody having a good time and shit
But she ain't vibin', yo, you know her tricks?
Yeah, I know that piece
For real?
I think I know what's up
So aight
Just hold up, I'll go fix it
I'll kick it
Hey, boo, do you remember the temper-tender fender bender
From last September? You let me enter the center
So we went through the winter
Then we had a little prob' that we later solved
Now you think that you get raw if you give me bod'
But I'm sticking to the kitten 'cause it's fitting
The only way I be splittin' if you pickin' for money and trickin'
You wanted dick, this is the prick you picked
So you ain't dismissed until both sets of lips kiss
It's the mother number one, the funky Philly father
Chilly side, Boyz II Men and women with the illy vibe
So until it's 1990 (Nine-nine)
Just vibe with me and smile like your wifey for life, B
Too high to get over (Yeah, yeah)
Too low to get under (Yeah, yeah)
Too high to get over (Yeah, yeah)
Too low to get under (Arm you with harmony)
We're just vibin'
Groovin' (That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right)
Vibin'
Groovin' (Just, just movin' on down)
Vibin' (And you can feel the flav')
Groovin' (Bad Boy, Bad Boy)
Vibin' (Ha, we're just vibing to the beat)
Groovin' (That's right, that's right)
Vibin' (The Mackalicious funk flav')
Groovin' (Gotta get the cash)
Vibin' (A one, two, y'all)
Groovin' (Gotta get the, gotta get the dough)
Craig Mack's got a lot in store for MCs, so please listen
Fake rappers stop, boo, when they hissin'
My shit's the bomb (What?), like nitroglycerin
Electrifyin' (Ha), if I said I wasn't, I'd be lyin' (Lyin')
Hit the fader or gear to Grenada
Dope demonstrator, creator of the force I gave Darth Vader
You imitator, I'm greater than your data
MCs for lunch, so waiter, pack this doggy bag for later
I'm the wisdom mystical (Ha), high tech, scientific'll (What?)
Through your typical, white rhymes that go to take the lyrical
Lyrical quick, then whip your ass, I dip
Rhymes get flipped, Hercules ain't got a tighter grip (Ha)
Whoever said that you couldn't be beat
Well, have a seat, grab a spoon, taste some defeat
I shake MCs directly to the ground
Boyz II Men make the world go 'round
We're just vibin' (How you feel?)
Groovin' (Party people, how you feel?)
Vibin' (Let me know if everything remains real)
Groovin' (Word up, tell me how you feel)
Vibin' (I feel good tonight)
Groovin' (Talk to me, tell me how do you feel?)
Vibin' (Well, everything's aight)
Groovin' (Word is bond, Busta Rhymes keep it comin')
Vibin' (One time for your mind, Flipmode, y'all)
Groovin' (Yo)
Woo, that music feel like cool breeze
Yo, make you bang your head from here to overseas
Now, you feel that charge that we be generatin', conversatin' (Ha)
Always dictatin' vibes that be penetratin' (Ooh)
I make you feel the sensation like you
Entered the last days of Revelation
Sometimes that's how we be vibin' (Ha)
Yes, I'm gon' keep you smilin'
Hit you, then I take you on a ride just like Coney Island (Ooh)
One, two, three, it's simply you and me
While you listen, I emcee (Ha)
Blow your mind and make you really wanna party
Ooh (Ooh), yo, Tim and Rob just keep it swingin' (Ooh, ha)
That shit so tight, it make me wanna start singin'
But I keep on bringin' (Ooh) that shit that keep your ass swingin'
You better believe I keep your bells ringin' (Ha)
Feel the motion in the magic potion while we in the dance hall (Ooh)
With Boyz II Men, we bring the universal vibe, y'all
Bring the universal vibe, y'all
One time, ha
Flipmode is forever
Go on down and do my thing
Guaranteed to make your fat butt swing
One time while I get on
We're just vibin' (Get dunked, get dunked)
Groovin'
(Here come that real rap shit, bring the knowledge, yeah)
I mentally stab your brain with the pain
While other brothers spit mad game, I spit flames
You know my effin' name, write joints with Mary Jane
Johnny Blaze, get Meth life because it pays
Life insurance indeed as we proceed
To give the track menstrual cramps until it bleeds
Who the bad guy? It's I, the chinky eye
Knotty head, rugged MC from NY
City, my whole rap committee get busy
My roots date back to kizzy, now who is he?
Lady sings the blues, then I take it as a gem
That's able to raise Boyz II Men
A thousand young black kids from out the housing
Projects, ready to catch wreck, to douse it (Mm-hmm)
The center of attraction, guarantee satisfaction
Stop the yappin', make it happen, baby
We're just vibin'
Groovin' (That's right)
Vibin'
We're just vibin' (Boyz II Men, we mackin')
Groovin' (Mackin', mackin', mackin')
Vibin' (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
We're just vibin' (Everybody)
Groovin' (Everybody)
Vibin'
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