Naughty By Nature

Naughty By Nature - Jamboree songtekst

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I wanna see y'all who wanna plan with me
 Wave your hands across the land if we family
 Say hot damn hot damn we wanna jamboree
 This is for my peeps here I stand for you cause you stand for me

 [Chorus]
 C'mon I know I jam  I know I jam jam  while oh damn
 I know I jam  I know I jam jam boree
 I know I jam  I know I jam jam while oh damn why don't you Jamboree for me?
 Yes  Indeed

 [Treach]
 Kaboom kaboom the platoon came on in eight limbs and timbs
 Broke rims smoked sims whoop dogs with bent rims
 For the real and the raw from whoo'd up with the law
 I never kill for the thrill but I cut for the cars
 Smokin' budda with a hoota' get better prices from looters
 Shake my shell with the shooters leed a luga with duga
 Some say modeling and acting mean treach is selling
 (man he's Sellin')
 While I'm yelling first a felon with my gat at ya melon (BOOYAH)
 Hella heated, I'm too ill for them to beat it
 We the most cheated most weeded most needed
 You best believe it
 Lets take the tapes jam for me, stand for me
 Your'e damned to be without the jamboree

 [Chorus 1x]

 [Vinnie]
 We've put it down since the days of high school
 and everywhere we Mark we rule
 Naughty's about to raise our stock
 And we didn't come to brag about what we got nigga
 We came to rock
 We blew the spot taking the streets to pac
 You'd be thug-style for a while (?then cold rolled our jock?)
 Using the last few years as our evidence
 Niggas been tryin' to duplicate the mixture ever since
 You live in value reprimanding
 If you challenge me I guarantee
 When we finish I'll be the last man standing
 Fuck what you heard naughty is forever in demand when
 Kay drop tracks all the party people jammin'

 [Treach]
 I wanna see y'all who wanna plan with me
 Wave your hands across the land if we family
 Say hot-damn hot-damn we wanna jamboree
 This is for my peeps here I stand for you cause you stand for me

 [Chorus 1x]

 [Treach]
 I ask the thugs who have mercy in these days is dirty
 I'm still sturdy and flirty till my derby for jersey
 The funk is pass-booted lights-camera-shoot it
 I just did it to do it that's why I suit it and boot it
 Here's the graphic niggas is just tattered and added
 Orgy's are automatic from back-traffic to addicts
 Crush the cabbage straight from the savage to lavish
 We rip those who rat it thats why your click had it
 (?dog?) cats to cuchies for me its lootchie then hootchies
 Cause we'll drop a cuzzie that leaves your whole label woozy
 And shitty and dizzy because your whole city miss me
 And whip out they titties
 And from they kiddies throw me 50's in bundles of 100's
 And make every hater want it
 Drunk and blunt it knock onto the hottest nigga comin'
 Kay scratch and cut ya no matta what you make or
 Wanna come and touch her the punani rusher like Usher

 [Chorus 2x to fade]
 [Zhane]
 (Jam On It) (Jam-Jam-Jam) (Jam-Jam-Jam) (Jam On It
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: Arista

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1999

Taal: Engels

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