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Albums:

Garden of Joy/Jim Kweskin's America (Jim Kweskin) · DJ Naughty Presents One Naughty Night in Berlin (DJ Naughty) · Naughty Naughty (Porcelain Black) · Naughty Naughty (Porcelain Black) · Naughty Boys [Naughty Boys Instrumental] (Yellow Magic Orchestra) · Sweetie Pie (Stan Getz) · Sweetie Pie (Ben Jansson) · Naughty Tracks of Early Blues, Vol. 1 [Remastered] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · He Gives Flowers to Everyone (Cherie Call) · Gives You Hell (The All-American Rejects) – and 90 other albums »


They're the very meanest kind.
The blues my naughty sweetie gives to me.
taking a chance"
We was getting up, getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl, she was asking my
getting ready to leave 
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve 
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance

I said Jim don't do it
night and day.
I'm unhappy and dissatisfied,
But I'd be happy if I had you by my side.

[Chorus:]
If I could be with you, I'd love you strong,
If I
night and day.
I'm unhappy and dissatisfied,
But I'd be happy if I had you by my side.

If I could be with you, I'd love you strong,
If I could be
on crack
I just don't give a f***!
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my s*** is wack
I just don't give a f***!
But see me
a f***!
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my s*** is wack
I just don't give a f***!
But see me on the street and duck
Cause
a fuck!
So put my tape back on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuck!
But see me on the street and duck
Cause
on the rack
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuck!
But see me on the street and duck
Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned,
Go run and tell your friends my shit is wack
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!
But see me on the street and duck
'Cause you gon' get stuck, stoned,
old frown
I signed your dotted line
And did my best at tryin'
Givin' all I could give
And all I've gotten back
Is this feelin' that I lack
What
apartment 3G, this sweetie named DiDi wants to see me 
but yo I heard she's givin' VD 
Just when you think the skies are gettin' blue 
Bang bang -- another
block with two glocks
Screamin _F*** the World_ like Tupac
I just don't give a fuuuuuck!!
Talkin that s*** behind my back, dirty mackin
Tellin your
takes a drink out of the leak.
My baby's got a blue-green sweater
And a nest down by the creek.
Plume, bloom, bloom, baby bloom.
Cheep, cheep, beep,
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
Why do people fear what they don't know?
Constantly lookin' at me funny cause my pants swung low
And my hats rocked to the left
All these dirty
me, that ain't natural Sam
We all got a story, most got a saga
Still hear the truth that's spoke by my father
Jim Beam sales has hope by the bottle
the feds almost got me 
I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby 
Negotiation like an Illuminati network 
Don't catch a body experts
and to her I did admit it
Lathered up the nuts and I changed my shoes
Took off the browns and put on the blues
Sweetie I'm the paper called the Daily News
alone
45 King, Chill Rob and Apache, Flavor you
Peace to [Name] and the Naughty By Nature crew
My brothers in PE worked it out
Kwamé, Kid'n Play,
cause she raps?
Man fuck hip-hop!  Nuts blue with a Smurfette
Leavin me swoll up, backed up, now hold up
I'm outta here!  "I thought you were my friend"
Well ya never quite forget the first tape you buy
Mine was Naughty By Nature back when OPP was hot
Who'd have thought that I could ever turn out this
throw a pass at 'em
They with me stupid, now Ma, blast at 'em
Cats fire when i'm walkin' by like JFK junior, y'all talkin' fly
I give em Macaulay Culkin
thoughts expressed to consume
Just as soon as we find grub don't mind the pub I'm straight see
Race me with a jim hat in the pocket, in case I meet
my cool like Arthur FONZARELLI 
I kick more black ass than Jim KELLY 
Down with easy shit, this nigga TELL ME 
They give me mines from state to state