Nicky Barnes AKA It's Alright

[Verse 1: Geechi Suede]

Check it

I lay low with the Isaac Mizrahi, I play-ah

I say naw, my Shanghai crooks is fit for war

Got the alley bar with the Boucheron plus Virago

Dial seven cuz the creamy sly's is moving cargo

With the toothpick avenger Sonny Chee, it's better

I study clowns like sola god and Metu Neter

Got the Barclays and du-rag to keep it wavy

Though you creamy-ass niggas ain't official with the baby

Cuz sweet tea bitchin'

And that's just how we live, hey hey

And when I'm on the microphone, there's no delaying

Lo-a ice got this shit, nigga, that's what I've been saying

[Hook]

Everything we do, we do, we do right

Everything we say, we say, we say right

The crooks in the back (in the back) It's alright

Ha ha, it's alright, ha ha, it's alright

Everything we do, we do, we do right

Everything we say, we say, we say right

The crooks in the back (in the back) It's alright

Ha ha, it's alright, ha ha, it's alright

[Verse 2: Jungle Brown]

Still ain't nothing move but the 'chini

Rolex bled

Of Chicano descent, he don't fuck with our casa

Pockets affected with the lumps, pumps

Only the icest and jujubees

Douse tart and the academe

Do you mind me? Hit me

Who's the biggest thing in the chi?

The Nicky Barnes

I would bet my reserves that the roach lands

You faggot bitch, you couldn't play the part

Of Geechi Suede and the creamy spout

They call him buck fly and I'm the fabulous

The avant garde of this

Articulating figures with these pretty brown niggas

So we black on brown stay clear

I'm

Disco play thing

Show diamonds and pearls fabulously, baby

[Hook]

Everything we do, we do, we do right

Everything we say, we say, we say right

The crooks in the back (in the back) It's alright

Ha ha, it's alright, ha ha, it's alright

Everything we do, we do, we do right

Everything we say, we say, we say right

The crooks in the back (in the back) It's alright

Ha ha, it's alright, ha ha, it's alright

[Verse 3: Sonny Cheeba]

Dig it

The Sonny Cheeba make you move your feet like

Eleven nights, twelve days a week and

You better listen to the words I speak

Cuz my hips still burning from this doohickey, dig it

I'm going to lick it from the top of body

The ease back, clap my hands, slide in on three

Y'all say Priest, but I see the Sonny Cheeba

Sip Iceberg Slim, smoke the Goldie reefer

The slickest shit you heard from the Himalaya

See diva? Either me or him’ll lay 'er

She pass me the Dutchie 'pon the left hand side

And don't forget the rubber token made for the ride

You see the broken skimmer toothpick avenger

(?) Alizé scrape outs with ginger

I do that well (eh) I do that right (eh)

I had a Sarah Vaughan cracking glass all night, right

[Hook]

Everything we do, we do, we do right

Everything we say, we say, we say right

The crooks in the back (in the back) It's alright

Ha ha, it's alright, ha ha, it's alright

Everything we do, we do, we do right

Everything we say, we say, we say right

The crooks in the back (in the back) It's alright

Ha ha, it's alright, ha ha, it's alright