Lyrics:
it 'Naughty By Nature'
Kick that rugged shit that Maybelline could make-up, lace up
Yeah, Funk Doctor, represent one time
For all the blunt
get the blast on
Oh shit, I'm empty, but I got a shank on the side so don't even tempt me
Runnin' the program, Cypress Hill on the real
With
asthma
They attackin' me, they slowin' they rhymes down actually
They got factories with little dolls named after me
But it's no question my funk
(Yeah, Big Snoop Dogg, X to the Z)
Yeah
(Uncle L, blast these bitch ass motherfuckers)
Yeah, yeah
Pour your Dom on the floor, try to flow with me
Praises sing to Christ the King
And peace to men on earth
On Christmas Eve I dreamed I traveled all around the earth
And in my dream I saw and heard
with me
Stay on top, no touching me
Ain't no guessing it's E-V-E
I'm the chick that they wish they'd be
Know by now, do not fuck with me
Stay
(chorus 3)
Who said that funk was done just by one.
Who said that it was never ever done?
Who said the two of us couldn't groove.
It wasn't me but maybe
have to funk wit' me
But you did, now I'm going all out, kid
And I got mad love to give
You're all
I need
To get by
(W-w-wild, I'm about to blow)
to damage any rectum
This is the real dinosaur funk which permitted G-Funk
to play anally through the trunk a digital master
was given to Sam Cooke and Jimmy
that eve
Also took the number of her phone
Just before he took his leave
Nellie whispered in the cutest tone
Call me up some rainy afternoon
I'll
I'll be home for Christmas
You can plan on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents by the tree
Christmas Eve will find me
Where
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I
Can't get my mind straight baby,
I'm in a funk
Black cloud been on me, since the day I was born
Yeah I tried to ride that bull man, ended up with
with the funkdafied figure
Like A plus funk, funk times stuffed in your back trunk PUNK
Yes the Redman that's what they call me
Wicked with
night
Mmh, you actin' like you can't call me no more
'Cause you busy and all of that
But you tryin' to tell me it wasn't good?
That shit is real
feels like it is everything I need
So tell me all you want for Christmas is me
So I'm gonna love you like, like it's always Christmas Eve
I'm gonna
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
silent nights at home are killing me
It's going to be a honky-tonk Christmas
But I'll be over you by New Year's Eve.
Yeah, I'll be over you by New Years
funk
Here on the sunny hill, where birds sing out of their cages
Roll, roll my chick, go far without me, roll my little corvette,
I stop here, I put my
that you made me cry
Man this shit still feels like it did in high school
So funk you and goodbye
Forget bout the sunrise
You funked up my world just
Rock
Rock
Groove
Groove
Rock
Rock
Groove
Groove
I just wanna groove to my own rhythms
And play by the rules of my own intentions
Is that too much
to consume
Some skirts for the eve, so I can get some funds
Just rollin' in my ride, chillin' all alone
Just hit the eastside of the L.B.C.
On a mission
taste the funk and hit me
Just get on down and hit me
Bambaataa's jus' gettin' so funky, now, hit me
Yaaah!
Just hit me
Just start to chase your dreams
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