she goes again This time for the young meat Shawnette Jackson gonna do it with a tall boy, short boy, fat boy, skinny boy Shawnette She had two new
and you still be poorin' This beat make you say how mercy Lordy My voice sound like I've been drinkin' forty A freak when I speak, I'm talkin' naughty
the forty to be naughty in the refrigerator Boof baf, another sound of a guy Boof baf, never boy, duck punk, try Boof baf, another sound of a guy Boof baf, never boy
the mother smothered him and shoved him in a oven Cops killin our kids, but they bill us So what's more worse, the killer cops or the Cop Killers Everyday
Intro: 118 Cruddy Click Naughty By Nature the Rottin' Razkals the Road Dawgs 1 2 3 I'm up to bat so pitch me an MC so I can get ill And knock his
's at the door! [Ms. Cartman:] Coming hon! [Eric:] Hey! Can't see the TV! [TV Reporter:] It's been six weeks since Saddam Hessian was killed by a pack
, california thug You know what time it is Bad Boy Killa Mobb Deep Killa Chino XL Killa Much love to Smiff N Wesson, Freddie Foxxx, Bunchy The Fat Bastard, Naughty
about me it's a B. I. G. L thing The crown is still mine cause I drop ill rhymes A lot of rappers talk that murder shit and couldn't kill time One
good to me, I ain?t good to girls me I?m a bad boy something every good girl kill me ? Honesty can avoid all your tantrums but I?m a naughty boy and I
unfortunate Hot boy like Jigga man scorch your bitch Play the floor dot Jigga man go first Then we all rock till we all hot You know the boy from
generating haters get me despiration swag out generation got your chow boy skating M.O.B so solid rate bann so poppin multi colored finger naills Cranberry phone pot killing
to party and ball See the dub is so crazy and wild at the parties The G is for the gangster that?s killing everybody Girls just dance naughty Shake them
dre instrumentals Well here?s an acappella of mine Two all up in the club Got my game tight about to tear it up Could be a night that I won?t forget Boy
Girl you drive me crazy, you can be my baby. "Oh I love you boy", Bitch I ain't your toy. This ain't a fuckin game, you can't forget my name. I hate your
I don't make the guns clap, but sharper than a thumbtack What's that? Homie outta private school rhyming fools Under the table, since the cradle I've been tryin' to Kill
, yeah Yeah [1] - Boy, I got a crush on you My dad would kill me if he only knew Naughty things going through my mind When I think of you Boy I'm diggin
boy was sleeping with him I had to wake him up cause it was time to get him But I ain't give a fuck what he done I ain't gonna kill him in the presence