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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) · Best of Lil Rob, Vol. 1 (Lil Rob) · Best Of Lil Rob & Mr. Sancho Super Mega Mix (Lil Rob) · Naughty Baby (Adam Makowicz) · Naughty Operetta/Plays for Fancy Dancin' (Billy May) · 19 Naughty III (Naughty by Nature) · 19 Naughty Nine: Nature's Fury (Naughty by Nature) – and 90 other albums »


[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It

[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
Word to the pusher, nigga never kept a job
Boobie gave me game
We used to sell dope and rob
I left a stain off in Carol City
My last name should
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash
nuts
Now, Rob is on the run. The word spreadin' through the hood
Rob shot that nigga 5 times up by the school
And such an ass boy, had a tape, he was
Hey, them my niggas
Yeah, them my boys
Light him up like he Christmas
If he play with my boys
Yeah, them my dogs, them my boys
Yeah, them my
I explain why mommy's not here anymore?
Cause daddy likes porno and ten dollar whores
Daddy gets wasted and robs liquor stores
Daddy likes rubbing
behavin' like they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said:
"Me, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash,
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash
Rather you than me
If you've been fucking with me from Port of Miami
It's been hell of a fucking journey
Ain't nun' changed nigga
Lil' stronger,
was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make some cash
robbing' old folks and making' the dash"
They did
chicks by the deuce (uh huh) 
Ain't no telling what this man might do 
Cause tonight this man ain't playing by the rules 
So tell me,
Anybody feelin'
you want my body
Just try it, you'll like it
Come on boy and see
It's my body... my body

[Repeat Verse One x 2]

[Chorus]

[Lil' Bo Peep:]
the one and only
Naughty By Nature, I Do My Dirt All By My Lonely
Ask Pretty Tony, when I got a bitch I keeps a bitch
36 Chambers, Enter at your own risk
champ by T.K.O. WHAT

Lil Kim and Black Rob, Dame espacio
Man back up off me Dame espacio
Can I get a minute to breathe?
Dame espacio that means give me
sit on my lap
Ask you friends to come over
They can hang with my cats
While you can tell me
If you're a naughty lil' thing
No I can't read minds
But I
was misled by another lil' boy
and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make some cash
robbing' old folks and making' the dash"
They did
that you-ing nigga next up is J-are

[Pimp C]
Tell yah Lil' J is down wit us
The boy Big Chief is down wit us
The nigga California is down wit us
they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By another little boy and this is what he said:
"Me & you tonight are gonna make some cash,
behavin' like they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said:
"Me, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash,
behavin' like they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said:
"Me, Ya, Ty, we gonna make sum cash,
(Lord Infamous) Talking
Yeah, Lord Infamous ,back in this thang, the scarecrow, keyser soze 
You know in memphis, we got this lil saying, when
Curt&Rob, Jazze Pha,
Jonta' (good luck boy), Charlucci, Johnny Cronic, Rafael Sidiq, Tyrese Gibson (my best man), Lavon and the Price Famliy, Underdogs with
to the old school
Girl my body's callin' you
Ain't nothin' on this planet rob won't do for you
I'm a pick you up in my Phantom Babe
Hit the club and go
rob this boy, I'm gon' mob this boy
I'm gon' call the fuckin killers do a job on this boy

[Chorus]
We gon' beat em to the floor, we gon' beat em
gon' whoop this nigga
I'm gon' take it outside click, click, boom, with the trigger
I'm gon' rob this boy, I'm gon' mob this boy
I'm gon' call