Lyrics: Darryl Barnes/Gregg O. Mays
Music: Darryl Barnes/Gregg O. Mays
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 se 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, no static, got an automatic
No static, got an automatic, too much of anything makes you an addict
Too much of anything makes you an addict
Too much of anything
Too much of anything
When I was on the road doing shows, getting ends, 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, woah, little hottie, I'm not DeLorian, 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
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
Quick, quick, quick, quick, quick
Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
I feel good, I feel good
I feel good, I feel good
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 se 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, no static, got an automatic
No static, got an automatic, too much of anything makes you an addict
No static, got an automatic, no static, got an automatic
No static, got an automatic, no static, got an automatic
No static, got an automatic, no static, got an automatic
No static, got an automatic, no static, got an automatic
No static, got an automatic, no static, got an automatic
No static, got an automatic, no static, got an automatic
Got an automatic, got an automatic, got an automatic, got an automatic
No static, got an automatic, too much of anything makes you an addict
Too much of anything makes you an addict
Too much of anything
No static, got an automatic, too much of anything makes you an addict