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Naughty by Nature - Jamboree lyrics
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] 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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