Sometimes I Rhyme Slow

Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick
 I'm sweeter and thicker than a Chick-O-Stick
 Here's an ice cream cone, honey take a lick
 Or go to Bay Plaza and catch a flick
 Wore my Timberland boots so I can stomp ticks
 Scandalous, get a wiff of this miss
 Just left the yard boy, now I'm blessed
 I feel l 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 and 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', also pleasin'
 Don't ask why, I got my own reasons
 Smooth B, Greg Nice, Slick Nick clique
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 I was on 125 and St. Nick
 Waitin' on a cab, standin' 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 wit' 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 livin' together
 We were inseparable, no one could sever
 At least that's what I thought, but later I fought
 With a substance, and almost ended up in Supreme Court
 When I was on the road doin' shows gettin' ends
 She was in my Benz gettin' sniffy wit' her friends
 And even when she crashed my whip I didn't flip
 My man Slick Nick said Smooth you're startin' to slip
 Time went on I started noticin' weight loss
 Then I had to ask her was she ridin' the white horse
 At first she said no, then she said yo
 Smooth I'm sorry, but I keep havin' visions of snow
 I need blow, and I said woah, little hottie
 I'm not DeLorean, Gambino, or Gotti
 I don't deal coke, and furthermore you're makin' 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 sniffin' again
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick
 I'm sweeter and thicker than a Chick-O-Stick
 Here's an ice cream cone, honey take a lick
 Or go to Bay Plaza and catch a flick
 Wore my Timberland boots so I can stomp ticks
 Scandalous, get a wiff of this miss
 Just left the yard boy, now I'm blessed
 I feel l 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 and 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', also pleasin'
 Don't ask why, I got my own reasons
 Smooth B, Greg Nice, Slick Nick clique
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 I was on 125 and St. Nick
 Waitin' on a cab, standin' 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 wit' 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 livin' together
 We were inseparable, no one could sever
 At least that's what I thought, but later I fought
 With a substance, and almost ended up in Supreme Court
 When I was on the road doin' shows gettin' ends
 She was in my Benz gettin' sniffy wit' her friends
 And even when she crashed my whip I didn't flip
 My man Slick Nick said Smooth you're startin' to slip
 Time went on I started noticin' weight loss
 Then I had to ask her was she ridin' the white horse
 At first she said no, then she said yo
 Smooth I'm sorry, but I keep havin' visions of snow
 I need blow, and I said woah, little hottie
 I'm not DeLorean, Gambino, or Gotti
 I don't deal coke, and furthermore you're makin' 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 sniffin' again
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow and sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick
 Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick