Naughty By Nature

Naughty By Nature - Wicked Bounce lyrics

rate me

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Don't fuck with us

Watch these niggas get wicked now

Check it out

[chorus 2] x 3

Put em up

What what

Put em up what what

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Well here's a shot out to all those who think that we slipped

Doing this ever since 165north 15th breakdancin with slick

Nigga whatI'll beat your butt

You niggas on a beef or what

And if I gotta go deep I'll cut

And if you try to face this

The naughty by the nature gonna lace this

Trackwe be the cream of the pack

Don't come up in my face with bullshit cuz you're bound to get slapped

And then we'll take it to a level where you're gonna get clapped

And then we'll all be up in courtI don't got time for that

Cuz i'mone thirdnaughty

Look into my eyes yeah you know me

Ain't nobody pimpin like us three

Call us masterso.p.p

And when I draw the line don't get in the wayI'm paper chasin

Or I'll be cuttin you off like friday the 13th and I'm jason

Single don't mingle with ladies hearts I'm a thief

I'm not a virgin but virgo birthday september 17th

And don't ask me for favors cuz it'll be just like pullin teeth

I'm on some new shit with niggas cuz you continually sleep

Don't creep

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Dun dun dun dun dun dirty the motherfucker with them jewels on

Did the dirtturn the news on

Nigga left layin with his shoes on

With every clue gone

You actin nervouswhat'd you do wrong?

Nigga lookin shadyall fakey all quiet

Ah forget about it when the feud's on

Now wha-what what put em up that's what the party get

I bartend on some naughty shit

And don't play that shorty shit

We hittin and kickin like (? )

Shakin like (? ) chicken like pick pick pick pickin the town

Dickin em downpickin a hoegive em a showthe rigamarole

Soif you ever gone report you seen my tribe

I best to pray you got nine lives because your goddamn eyes lied

(...? ...) that's 25 lines motherfucker you on my side

What you gonna do wanna do talkin all the drunk talk

At least you'll die high

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Just look don't touchjust tip my bitch

Cuz things get crazy now

Punk motherfucker gonna pay me now

Got busy got forty got fam got (? ) got jet got slash

Diesel dotake apart that ass

Got another motherfucker get cash fast

Did dash smashwho you fought lasthim or me?

Them or we? get hennessyyou memory

Treacheryand to the right of meit's that nigga uncle vinnie

What with k boogie on the break release

The beat don't cease til we double fuckin platinum apiece

Hands touched

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[chorus 2] x 3

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