[Greg Nice] Hella Hella Hella 1997 Style Hey Hey Hey Hey
What What? Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
[Busta Rhymes] Greg Nice Busta Rhymes In The Place To Be
And For The Whole Entire World To See
Fuckin Up Your Whole Entire Par Ty


Chorus: Greg Nice Busta RHymes


Busta Rhymes And Greg Nice We Never Fa Il
(You Won't Te Ll I Won't Te Ll)
My Shit Stay Fresh Never Ever Ever Stale
(You Won't Te-ll, I Won't Te-ll)
Foot Shock To Your Ass Just Like The Third Ra-il
(You Won't Te-ll, I Won't Te-ll)
Snitches Get Stitches When They Go To Ja-il
(You Won't Te-ll, I Won't Te-ll)


Verse One: Greg Nice


Sometimes I Feel Like Bobby's World
Rocked The Mic, Before Jheri Curl
Single, Mingle, No Main Girl
On The Low, Like Secret Squirrel
Uhh! It's Time To Patti Duke
So Shake Whatcha Mamma Gave Ya Like Luke
It's Greg N-I Always Down To Juice
Too Much Hennesey Make Ya Puke
Now I Bust On Indo Dreams
Uhh, I Don't Be Fuckin With Keys
Rock The Shell-top, Or Pin-striped Lee's
I Could Write A Song Make A Hundred G's
You Went Back To High School, Nuthin But A Tease
Know I Got Stones, Call Me Mr. Please Please
Walkin Down The Street Wit Yo'
Box In Your Hand... Hot Damn!
I Never Drove A Lex Dog, Never Drove A Land
Or A Testarossa, Rather Puff L's
And I Sip On Mimosa, Bedroom Wall
Homegirl Have My Poster, I'm Not Surprised
That's The Way It's Supposed To, Makes Ya Hot
Much Hotter Than A Toaster, Style Elevates
Like A Roller Coaster

Chorus

Verse Two