to the next step That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give Makin' other brothers
T It's just her boyfriend's at her house (Boy, that's what is scary) It's OPP, time other people's what you get it There's no room for relationship there's
won't kiss heinies in the nineties Oops, the Naughty's troops In sections of forties So clap your hands and hold your shorty I'm Naughty Here we go
built I'm silly ho smackin' MC's on a ninety degree tilt The reason that it's tilted 'cos you're guilty, too hard to guard It's not you're tryin' too
It's gonna be alright, you gotta believe dat Dear God times are changing and the weather got hot Over the past year a lot of niggas went pop drop So
with a cliff But there's still no mountain high enough, or wide enough to touch The naughty nappy nasty nigga the nasty trashy hoe happy pappy That's
Birdie, I'm from Jersey, leavin' niggaz actin' nerdy Back sturdy, my dirt, by my lonely, fuck with dis Doin' hits with more clutch, than the stick, so come on I do my dirt all by
't a pal of me my family ties but not wit Mallory My analogy ain't for salary as I roll reality through galaxies Four centuries it's sent to me with