Lyrics:
ready for the shots, bro
Why you sippin' slow?
Lightweights down on the ground like potholes
It's about time, let's get knocked on our asses
Fetch those
been ready for the shots, bro
Why you sippin' slow?
Lightweights down on the ground like potholes
It's about time, let's get knocked on our a**es
Fetch
and let em go
But I can't do it anymore one more time and I'm going Ghost
In Squad I Trust that's the bros can't let shit get in between
Get Power by any
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
No, I know
We're breaking down but I don't wanna think about it
We're losing ground but I don't need to sing about it
Distressed, surrounded by this
Is that a gang sign, have you, um?
Oh like you don't know what it is
You don't know what that is?
I have no idea!
You don't know, Jimmy Fallon
[Repeat: x4]
[DJ Quik]
Yo, I'm DJ Quik a player and a hustler too
So many girlies on my jock that I don't know what to do
I buy my jimmies by
out
Don't let Mark Zuckerberg get you knocked out
And don't try me over IG
Don't try to be subliminal and get it by me
I'm a criminal, I'll leave
Cause he not doing nothing but messing up your mood
Fuck what he bought you let me help you come new
Dior shopping with a mix of jimmy cho
New pendent
Hello, kiddies no, it's not Mr rogers
It's Jimmy, with a little tale
Hmm, maybe you'll like this
I know, I never should have
Written this song i
we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut from the playa Joe
Man let me get
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
A cappella got a bread crumb spray the crowd
Fill that gut up to that stomach
Shut the fuck up!
Let’s make a sharp turn to
Avoid this road of heartburn
Those
ain't gonna be so fucking funny doggie
Why'all niggaz think it's all sweet, right?
You running around fucking niggaz girls like that shit's to do
You
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,
Let me take you down
'cause we're going to the Texas Motel
Don't mind the smell
It's just some jizz from Jimmy-boy
No one knows, sometimes think it's
to cut from honey under
Threat of a gun blast
When I had a cut from Honey
That's another check that I'm gonna cash
You're coming last, Number 1 is Jimmy
Welcome aboard everybody
Thanks for flying the friendly skies with Jimmy Swiss and Uncle Andy
I really hope you enjoy your flight
Kick back
them, I don't trust them hoes
I see my dreams in front of me unfold
And this crazy world is oh so cold
And to my seed, let the story be told
Never did
be in bed"
So I hollered "Ho! Ho! Ho!"
And I put on Santa's hat
Then he let me hold the reins awhile
We pulled up to my window
And I jumped back
I stay up all night, I go to sleep watching Dragnet
Never sleep alone because Jimmy is the magnet
I'm so rope, they call me Mr. Roper
When
Need to be alone awhile
Need to change my lifestyle
Wanna snuggle up with you
Think I've been stuck in denial
Saying that you want it now
Every time
frame by frame.
And I know...
I sit in my room and I think of you,
it just brings me down.
I don't know what went wrong,
but I'll sing this
and carried on
He kinda made her day
So by the time that she left
He left with her
And she let him borrow money
And she let him drive her car
She didn't
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