| Song | Skill Trade |
| Artist | Nice & Smooth |
| Album | Nice & Smooth |
| 作词 : Nice, Smooth B. | |
| Together we're coolin, the mic we're rulin | |
| Suckers we're schoolin, you better stop booin | |
| Skill trade (we know what we doin) | |
| [Greg Nice] | |
| My name is Greg Nice I like to swing | |
| Went to Canal Street I bought the dookie rings | |
| After that, I bought a fur | |
| Then I went to see the lady for a manicure | |
| Cut my nails down low and my rings was glowin | |
| Around my neck the dookie ropes was showin | |
| Went outside, to the BM ride | |
| With the VVS rims on all fo' sides | |
| I was, butter soft had on fresh gear | |
| Kickin it live to the girl in the air | |
| Baby doll, when can we hang? | |
| You got my number, give me a rang | |
| Called me up yo, late one night | |
| Let's get busy cause the time was right | |
| You know what she wanted, she wanted to do (What? What?) | |
| Yo she wanted to date (what?) she wanted to OOH! | |
| Took her to the movies, I took her to dinner | |
| Told her I'm a vet, I ain't no beginner | |
| Grabbed her hand and said, "Let's catch a cab | |
| Baby don't worry I'll pay the tab" | |
| Dug in my pockets, for the gusto | |
| Big bills, had nothin low | |
| [Greg Nice] | |
| [Smooth Bee] | |
| The S to the M double-O T-H'er | |
| B-E-E no time to waste | |
| Ah right about now I'm gonna reminisce | |
| Of how a fly MC became a rap-ologist | |
| Around the time when Chubby Checker, invented "The Twist" | |
| I used to play spin the bottle, run catch and kiss | |
| Smooth Bee's my name, that's what I said | |
| I got a blue Mercedes, a big brass bed | |
| I live on a hill overlookin a view | |
| And I came here tonight just to rock for you | |
| So let's a rock y'all, and get dowwwn | |
| Let's take a trip on a funky merry-go-round | |
| You see, round and around and around we go | |
| And when the funky beat stops everybody will know | |
| Cause there's a time and a place where we'll all have fun | |
| And Smooth Bee will be your number one | |
| Master of Ceremonies and you must admit | |
| That I was, born and raised to make top hits | |
| So vicious, malicious, and very discrete | |
| I have mystical powers I perform any fete | |
| I'm gonna be ranked at the top of my field | |
| I'm gonna see my name in the Rappers Guild | |
| With all the other rappers, who wanna be known | |
| I'll be boastin with a gold-tone microphone | |
| Cause I'm death-defyin, never caught lyin | |
| Not a female's love I'm ever caught buyin | |
| Get so much sex that I might explode | |
| And on a sperm count scale I'm an overload | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Greg Nice] | |
| Yo, I'm a trooper, and I do loopers | |
| I do stunts and I smoke blunts | |
| Forty ounce of private stizzinock | |
| Standin on the corner, holdin my jizzinock | |
| Watching all the GIRLS, PASS | |
| Boy she got a BIG (oooh oooh) | |
| Hey, baby, whatcha eatin? | |
| Looks to me, like you be beefin | |
| Sneakin by I saw you peepin | |
| Did you think Greg Nice was sleepin? | |
| I'm not rich like Donald Trump | |
| And I don't have no big fat lump | |
| Slouch, only on the couch | |
| And if you fight me girl I will say ouch | |
| (Ahhhhh yeah!) | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Smooth Bee] | |
| Smooth Bee guaranteed to make a mic sing | |
| I'm Smooth Bee I'm guaranteed, to give you what you need | |
| Not a sip not a swallow but the whole damn bottle | |
| Got a lot of juice but my girl cut me loose | |
| For a sucker with cazals and plate named Bruce | |
| Little did she know that I'm choice and not moist | |
| Undisputed rapper with a golden voice | |
| An entrepeneur, undercover love | |
| Man of the world with my life to explore | |
| Minks socks leather suits shirts made of velour | |
| Smooth articulate entertainer MC | |
| I'm rappin to a funky beat, my dialogue's unique | |
| Every time she sees me she offers me a skeeze | |
| She says, "Please Smooth Bee, please, please! | |
| Let me ride in your blue Mercedes" | |
| I taunt and tease as she drops to her knees | |
| And I let her wipe my nose everytime that I sneeze.. | |
| .. we know what we doin! | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [GN] A skill trade [SB] We know what we doin | |
| [GN] A skill trade [SB] We know what we doin | |
| [both] | |
| Teddy Ted down with the skill trade | |
| Slice and dice, he must get paid | |
| Sip iced tea, and lay in the shade | |
| You gaze be dazed as he will amaze! | |
| [Teddy Ted cuts'n'scratches] |
| zuò cí : Nice, Smooth B. | |
| Together we' re coolin, the mic we' re rulin | |
| Suckers we' re schoolin, you better stop booin | |
| Skill trade we know what we doin | |
| Greg Nice | |
| My name is Greg Nice I like to swing | |
| Went to Canal Street I bought the dookie rings | |
| After that, I bought a fur | |
| Then I went to see the lady for a manicure | |
| Cut my nails down low and my rings was glowin | |
| Around my neck the dookie ropes was showin | |
| Went outside, to the BM ride | |
| With the VVS rims on all fo' sides | |
| I was, butter soft had on fresh gear | |
| Kickin it live to the girl in the air | |
| Baby doll, when can we hang? | |
| You got my number, give me a rang | |
| Called me up yo, late one night | |
| Let' s get busy cause the time was right | |
| You know what she wanted, she wanted to do What? What? | |
| Yo she wanted to date what? she wanted to OOH! | |
| Took her to the movies, I took her to dinner | |
| Told her I' m a vet, I ain' t no beginner | |
| Grabbed her hand and said, " Let' s catch a cab | |
| Baby don' t worry I' ll pay the tab" | |
| Dug in my pockets, for the gusto | |
| Big bills, had nothin low | |
| Greg Nice | |
| Smooth Bee | |
| The S to the M doubleO TH' er | |
| BEE no time to waste | |
| Ah right about now I' m gonna reminisce | |
| Of how a fly MC became a rapologist | |
| Around the time when Chubby Checker, invented " The Twist" | |
| I used to play spin the bottle, run catch and kiss | |
| Smooth Bee' s my name, that' s what I said | |
| I got a blue Mercedes, a big brass bed | |
| I live on a hill overlookin a view | |
| And I came here tonight just to rock for you | |
| So let' s a rock y' all, and get dowwwn | |
| Let' s take a trip on a funky merrygoround | |
| You see, round and around and around we go | |
| And when the funky beat stops everybody will know | |
| Cause there' s a time and a place where we' ll all have fun | |
| And Smooth Bee will be your number one | |
| Master of Ceremonies and you must admit | |
| That I was, born and raised to make top hits | |
| So vicious, malicious, and very discrete | |
| I have mystical powers I perform any fete | |
| I' m gonna be ranked at the top of my field | |
| I' m gonna see my name in the Rappers Guild | |
| With all the other rappers, who wanna be known | |
| I' ll be boastin with a goldtone microphone | |
| Cause I' m deathdefyin, never caught lyin | |
| Not a female' s love I' m ever caught buyin | |
| Get so much sex that I might explode | |
| And on a sperm count scale I' m an overload | |
| Chorus | |
| Greg Nice | |
| Yo, I' m a trooper, and I do loopers | |
| I do stunts and I smoke blunts | |
| Forty ounce of private stizzinock | |
| Standin on the corner, holdin my jizzinock | |
| Watching all the GIRLS, PASS | |
| Boy she got a BIG oooh oooh | |
| Hey, baby, whatcha eatin? | |
| Looks to me, like you be beefin | |
| Sneakin by I saw you peepin | |
| Did you think Greg Nice was sleepin? | |
| I' m not rich like Donald Trump | |
| And I don' t have no big fat lump | |
| Slouch, only on the couch | |
| And if you fight me girl I will say ouch | |
| Ahhhhh yeah! | |
| Chorus | |
| Smooth Bee | |
| Smooth Bee guaranteed to make a mic sing | |
| I' m Smooth Bee I' m guaranteed, to give you what you need | |
| Not a sip not a swallow but the whole damn bottle | |
| Got a lot of juice but my girl cut me loose | |
| For a sucker with cazals and plate named Bruce | |
| Little did she know that I' m choice and not moist | |
| Undisputed rapper with a golden voice | |
| An entrepeneur, undercover love | |
| Man of the world with my life to explore | |
| Minks socks leather suits shirts made of velour | |
| Smooth articulate entertainer MC | |
| I' m rappin to a funky beat, my dialogue' s unique | |
| Every time she sees me she offers me a skeeze | |
| She says, " Please Smooth Bee, please, please! | |
| Let me ride in your blue Mercedes" | |
| I taunt and tease as she drops to her knees | |
| And I let her wipe my nose everytime that I sneeze.. | |
| .. we know what we doin! | |
| Chorus | |
| GN A skill trade SB We know what we doin | |
| GN A skill trade SB We know what we doin | |
| both | |
| Teddy Ted down with the skill trade | |
| Slice and dice, he must get paid | |
| Sip iced tea, and lay in the shade | |
| You gaze be dazed as he will amaze! | |
| Teddy Ted cuts' n' scratches |