Vibin (the New Flava) Lyrics - Ii - Boyz Ii Men

Treach: Hey boo! 

Yeah did you remember the tip of tender fender bender 

from last September you let me enter the center 

so we went through the Winter? 

Then we had a little prob, now we let it solve 

Now you think that you get robbed, if you're givin bod 

Well I'm stickin to the kitten cause it's hittin' 

the only way I be splittin' if you pick it for money and trick it 

You wanna dip, this is the brick you pick 

So you ain't dismissed until both sets of lips kiss 

It's the mother number one the phunky Phillified 

The chilly side, Boyz II Men and women with the illy vibe 

So until it's 9090 

Just vibe with me and smile like your, wife behind me 

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Too high to get over (yeah yeah) 

Too low to get under (yeah yeah) 

Too high to get over (yeah yeah) 

Too low to get under... army with harmony 

Chorus: 

We're just, vibin 

Groovin, vibin 

We're just, vibin 

Groovin, vibin 

Craig Mack (Puff Daddy in the background): 

(That's right) 

Just move it on down 

And you came to feel the flav (Bad Boy, Bad Boy) 

Haa! We just vibe to the beat (That's right) 

The Mackalicious funk flav (Gotta get the cash) 

Ah one two y'all! (Gotta get, gotta get the dough) 

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Craig Mack's got a lot in store for MC's so please listen 

Fake rappers stop booin and hissin 

My shit's the bomb, like nitroglycerin 

Electrifying, if I said I wasn't I'd be lying 

On the fader, from here to Grenada 

Dope demonstrater creator of the force like hey Darth Vader 

You imitator, I'm greater than your data 

MC's run up so then they pack this doggie bag for later 

I'm the, wisdom-mystical 

Hyper-scientifical 

Do your typical write rhymes get loaded take a miracle 

to lyrical whip, the word dick on the side tip 

Rhymes to flip, Hercules ain't got a tighter grip 

Whoever said that you couldn't be beat? Well have a seat 

Grab a spoon, taste some defeat 

I shake MC's down directly to the ground 

Boyz II Men make the world go round 

Chorus (Repeats Twice) 

Busta Rhymes: 

How ya feel? 

Party people, how ya feel? 

Let me know if everything remains real! 

Word up! Tell me how ya feel! 

I feel good tonight, talk to me tell me how do ya feel 

so that everything's alright 

Word is bond! Busta Rhymes keep it comin 

one time for your mind 

Flip Mode y'all, yo 

WHOOOO! That music feel my cool breeze 

Make you bang your head from hear to overseas, now! 

You feel the charge that we be generatin, conversatin' 

Always get taken by vibes that be penetratin 

I make you feel the sensation like we come into 

the last days of Revelation, sometimes 

that's how we be vibin' 

Yes I'm gonna keep you smilin' 

Hit you then I take you on a ride just like Coney Island 

One two three it's simply you and me 

While you listen I MC 

Blow your mind and make you really want to par-ty 

Ohh ohh! Take those bars and keep 'em swingin' 

Ohh! Sometimes it makes me want to start singin' 

But I keep on bringing... 

...and swinging you better believe I keep your bells ringing 

Feel the motion and the magic potion while we in the dancehall 

With Boyz II Men we bring the universal vibe y'all! 

Chorus (Repeats Twice) 

Bring the universal vibe y'all 

One time, Flip Mode is forever 

Y'all get down and feel my thing 

Guaranteed to make your fat butt swing 

One time while I get on 

Method Man: 

Here come that real rap shit 

Criminology, yeah 

I mentally stab your brain with the pain 

While other brothers spit mad game I spit flames 

You know my fuckin' name, write joints with Mary J. 

Johnny Blaze get methed right because it pays 

Life insurance indeed as we proceed 

To give the track menstraul cramps until it bleeds 

Who the bad guy? It's I, the chinky eye 

Knotty-head, rugged MC, from N.Y. 

City, my whole rap committee get busy 

My roots date back to Kizzy, now ask who is he? 

Lady sings the blues then, I take it as a gem 

That's able to raise Boyz II Men 

A thousand, young black kids from out the housing 

projects, ready to catch wreck, Ticallion 

The center of attraction, guaranteed satisfaction 

Stop the yappin' make it happen baby