I mean they gone have to rewrite the mackin book baby
   cause I'm gone be the new king
   They gone be talkin bout us like they been talkin bout Jesus

 Chorus: It's the return of the hip hop freaks
 It's the return of the hip hop freaks
 It's the return of the hip hop freaks
 I wanna do the nasty  I wanna make you weak

 Greg Nice:

 Now five plus five equals ten
 Jet black hair, butter soft skin
 Chucky said, friends to the end
 Walk this way I love that strut
 It's alright, uhn shake that butt
 Nails filed so neat and petite
 Perfume aroma smell so sweet
 Some may say, that sex is a sin
 I wanna be an a witness ten
 Umm baby tell me how I make you feel
 Shed some light on your sex appeal
 No cock block tonight, tell your girlfrien Jill
 Pass the prophylactic and pop the pill
 If the food tank stink, than use a Massengill
 Peace to Arkill and Cypress Hill
 Pop that coochie at your own will

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 Smooth B:

 Don't give me no lip no
 We came equip yo
 Move to this funky beat like Calypso
 Never was a ????
 Dipped in the winter, dipped in the summer
 Me and Greg Nice got money to make
 Bring the rain, snow, hail, earthquake
 New York, Brooklyn handle Melida
 Met this girly Bita, twin sister name Sherita
 When I ate the poom poom, she asked me could I beat her
 Not with my fist, but beat her with my peter
 Thought to myself, no idea sweeter
 Butter complexion, super erection
 Couldn't make a move without protection
 Now I'm strapped type, ready for flight
 Ahhh schooly wahwah

 Chorus