Bell Biv DeVoe — Ain't Nut'in' Changed! lyrics

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Well, I’m Mike and I like pinstripes
And skinny
And I know that you know that we know
Bell Biv DeVoe, flow
In the morning I wake up
Shake up, shake up
But after baking up breakfast, I get dressed
Yes, put on my necklace
Then after I leave my home
Call Mr. Cold Ron on the car phone
But Mr. Ron is on the freeway
Then quickly I call Ricky on a threeway
Told him what I had to say, said
«Forget all the he-say, she-say»
No pain, no gain, no fame; ain’t nothing changed
Not a damn thing. You know what I’m saying, Ron?
Ain’t nothing changed!
Next, it’s time to practice at the studio
Rehearsing verses is my
Let the system boom, vibrate the room
All before high noon
When the groove is groovy
It soothes me like an old-time movie
We work and work and work and work
To wreck the concerts
No pain, no gain, no fame; yeah, ain’t nothing changed
Ain’t nothing changed, ain’t nothing changed
(Cause we don’t play, that’s how we get paid)
Ain’t nothing changed, ain’t changed
(Yeah, that’s how we get paid)
Behind stages I may just look
Through pages of books
We’ll take a vote:
Flip the light switch up, turn the pitch up
As we pose for the picture
(Everybody get down!)
Hard work pays off
When the curtain is raised
Clap your hands in the audience, give yourselves a praise*
After the show
Collect the dough
And sign a couple of autographs*
Yeah, and have a couple of lit ass
Sucka*
[Outro: Ricky Bell, (Michael Bivins & Ronnie DeVoe)
Ain’t nothing changed, ain’t nothing changed
(That's how we get paid)
Ain’t nothing changed