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Testo Wicked Bounce - Naughty By Nature

Testo della canzone Wicked Bounce (Naughty By Nature), tratta dall'album Nineteen Naughty Nine Nature's Fury

Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
But don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now
Well, here's a shout-out to all those who think that we slipped
Doin' this ever since 165, north 15th breakdancin' with slick
Nigga what, I'll beat your butt, you niggas on a beef or what
And if I gotta go deep, I'll cut and if you try to face this
The naughty by the nature gonna lace this
Track, we be the cream of the pack
Don't come up in my face with bullshit 'cause you're bound to get slapped
And then we'll take it to a level where you're gonna get clapped
And then we'll all be up in court, I don't got time for that
'Cause I'm, one third, naughty, look into my eyes, yeah you know me
Ain't nobody pimpin' like us three, call us masters, O.P.P
And when I draw the line don't get in the way, I'm paper chasin'
Or I'll be cuttin' you off like Friday, the 13th, and I'm Jason
Single don't mingle with ladies hearts, I'm a thief
I'm not a virgin but Virgo, birthday September 17th
And don't ask me for favours 'cuz it'll be just like pullin' teeth
I'm on some new shit with niggas 'cause you continually sleep, don't creep
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
But don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now
Dirty, the motherfucker with them jewels on
Did the dirt, turn the news on
Nigga left layin' with his shoes on
With every clue gone
You actin' nervous, what'd you do wrong?
Nigga lookin' shaky, all fakey, all quiet
Ah, forget about it when the feud's on
Now wha-wha, what put 'em up that's what the party get
I bartend on some naughty shit and no play that shorty shit
We're hittin' and kickin' like this shit
Shakin' like you know chicken like pick, pick, pick pickin' the town
Dickin' em down, pickin' a hoe, give 'em a show, the rigamarole
So, if you ever go report, you seen my tribe
I best to pray you got nine lives because your goddamn eyes lied
That's 25 lines motherfucker you on my side
What you gonna do, when a dude talkin' all the drunk talk
At least you'll die high
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
But don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now
Just look don't touch, just tip my bitch
'Cause things get crazy now
Punk motherfucker gonna pay me now
Got busy, got forty, got fam, got fuss, got jet, got slash
Diesel do, take apart that ass
Got another motherfucker get cash fast
Did dash smash, who you fought last, him or me?
Them or we? Get Hennessy, you memory
Treachery, and next to me, it's that nigga uncle Vinnie
What with K Boogie on the brake release
The beat don't cease till we double fuckin' platinum apiece
Hands touched
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check it out
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
Put 'em up, what, what?
But don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, ah



Credits
Writer(s): Keir Gist, Anthony Shawn Criss, Vincent E. Brown, Lorraine Whittlesey
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