Naughty By Nature - Wicked Bounce Lyrics
[chorus 1] x 4Dont ***** with usWatch these niggas get wicked nowCheck it out[chorus 2] x 3Put em upWhat whatPut em up what what[chorus 1][vinnie]Well heres a shot out to all those who think that we slippedDoing this ever since 165, north 15th breakdancin with slickNigga what, Ill beat your buttYou niggas on a beef or whatAnd if I gotta go deep Ill cutAnd if you try to face thisThe naughty by the nature gonna lace thisTrack, we be the cream of the packDont come up in my face with bullshit cuz youre bound to get slappedAnd then well take it to a level where youre gonna get clappedAnd then well all be up in court, I dont got time for thatCuz im, one third, naughtyLook into my eyes yeah you know meAint nobody pimpin like us threeCall us masters, o.p.pAnd when I draw the line dont get in the way, Im paper chasinOr Ill be cuttin you off like friday the 13th and Im jasonSingle dont mingle with ladies hearts Im a thiefIm not a virgin but virgo birthday september 17thAnd dont ask me for favors cuz itll be just like pullin teethIm on some new shit with niggas cuz you continually sleepDont creep[chorus 1] x 4[chorus 2] x 3[chorus 1][treach]Dun dun dun dun dun dirty the mother*****er with them jewels onDid the dirt, turn the news onNigga left layin with his shoes onWith every clue goneYou actin nervous, whatd you do wrong?Nigga lookin shady, all fakey all quietAh forget about it when the feuds onNow wha-what what put em up thats what the party getI bartend on some naughty shitAnd dont play that shorty shitWe hittin and kickin like (? )Shakin like (? ) chicken like pick pick pick pickin the townDickin em down, pickin a hoe, give em a show, the rigamaroleSo, if you ever gone report you seen my tribeI best to pray you got nine lives because your goddamn eyes lied(...? ...) thats 25 lines mother*****er you on my sideWhat you gonna do wanna do talkin all the drunk talkAt least youll die high[chorus 1] x 4[chorus 2] x 3[chorus 1][vinnie]Just look dont touch, just tip my *****Cuz things get crazy nowPunk mother*****er gonna pay me nowGot busy got forty got fam got (? ) got jet got slashDiesel do, take apart that assGot another mother*****er get cash fastDid dash smash, who you fought last, him or me?Them or we? get hennessy, you memoryTreachery, and to the right of me, its that nigga uncle vinnieWhat with k boogie on the break releaseThe beat dont cease til we double *****in platinum apieceHands touched[chorus 1] x 4[chorus 2] x 3[chorus 1]
