Coming out the of Illtown Producer extraordinaire Followed by the backbone, And the last to fall onto planet, me
Falling through the earth with a burst for ya Clapping ya hands now we say, errah For sure, but I am still thirsty, oh It's worse see, firs see, oh curse me, it's Jersey
Slappin' the skins now a trends backin' in Broader than Broad backed by Mac 10's No lights the cameras we haul action in It's Naughty plannin' an orgy, already again
Kay's trackin' this so clicks clap to as we rap to this Hoochies pop their coochies and their hips when in Texas with no gear troopin' That's when I find the baddest broads in Houston
Breakdown feel the Put your together everybody All the ladies in the house, I the honies, first 'Cause it's pure and ya sure ta get your money's so just
your hands this evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright Clap your hands this evening, on, say, it's alright Clap hands this evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright your hands this evening, come on, say, it's alright
To all my people on the (Clap to this) To all my people on the (Clap to this) To all my on the top (Clap to this) And in the front stop (Clap to this)
And to those other MCs, Naughty by Nature fall? Nigga, We just took the time to three companies Now the whole industry awaits the new take your favorite idol I'll crumple up their title
In their face 'cause I'm fed up with same ol' crap Lack of developing your crew that's why your show's wack So let the sleeping and and the B.S. stop Because, Naughty is to and die for hip hop and I'm VinRock
I'm holdin' down the fort my block I reign in this game jackin' other people's crews only stress me Petty fools try to test me, very few impress me, me
I upon the wack No one but us could do it that to me the rest's considered scrap Fact, niggas will never be defeated Come and try word God, word to life, I put on the double I
your hands this evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright Clap your hands this evening, come on, say, it's
According to the calculations from the slums hittin' Hey, Kay makes all funky like raw chittlins Styles are splitin' I'm kiddin'? Well nigga listen long and steady 'til your palm's sore and sweaty
Started more than petty confetti Right I said, bye bye to Ali Ba Ba the punany, papa's machete Hope ya ready, but if you're not, ya knot Grill, nose opposed to blows that's all the spot
Still chill, I rock and raw like a brawl's a small fight Shorty taking tall so practice saying, alright (Aight?) The party,
Pass the ball all in the back head the front 'Cause the wall fall I might make and motions Start a crammed Make kitties and titties in the city glow like
Remember freestyles freebies Systems still sound like CB's, I eat tracks leave wheaties I'm greedy, see me Wit bifoc's I fry then fly with high hopes
Watch my smoke now why Sly get by nope now negro You were, wrong too strong, now here's your zero
We can get like way down Hi lobsters, seaweed, sand, sunk and missing mobsters Hip-hoppers know hard, guess who's back That Naughty click to make you clap your hands
Clap your hands this evening, on y'all, say, it's alright Clap your hands this evening, come on, say, it's Clap your hands evening, come on y'all, say, it's alright Clap your hands evening, come on, say, it's alright
To all my on the left (Clap to this) To all my people on the (Clap to this) To all my on the top (Clap to this) And in the front don't (Clap to this)