Queen Latifah, Naughty By Nature - Wickedest Man Alive lyrics
[Queen Latifah, Naughty By Nature - Wickedest Man Alive lyrics]
Naughty By Nature
Through every time we comin' here to dance
My man Treacherous MC
Go on, let the saxophone man play a likkle
Make it lovely
You got beef with what we
Do? Talk to the bunny, sonny
He's the man, Bugs the thug with the money
Funny that you should mention, as my family
They're covered
What's up to my cousins and my
Sisters and my Warner Brothers?
Birds of a feather flap
And fold'll be together
No matter what your whatever endeavor
Find who's better
You, me, he, she, them, him, those, or others
Let's kill two ducks with one pluck
Initiate the trouble
For those who disagree or maybe feel
The need to front it
Show me your whole entire crew, two shoes
And I'ma run it
Do you want it? Maybe so, but just know
We're rollin' spreads
You claim you want it
But you need it just as 'bout as
Much as a hole in your head
This is a flower show
A pro that flowed a while ago
With a new swing of things
So bring it, sing, act like you know
And if you don't
You will by the time this track is done
Queen Latifah the sire, give 'em some, come
Every time we comin' here to dance
Well, you know it's time for rum, yeah, man
Every time we comin' here to dance
Well, you know it's time for jam, ya know?
Every time we come
You know we come without a flock
Soon we all gon' see who ah
The quickest out the door
The wickedest man, the wickedest man in dance
Well, you know I'm out for rum, come
118th Street keeps production, conjunction
Junction nothin'
Huh, what's your function?
I don't mean to be blunt or front
True to rude how can you diss? Your honeydip
Looks like a honey dude
So keep it to yourself
Greedy when you're in good health
So before you come and try the Treach
Try yourself
'Cause I ain't havin it, remember
Act like you know
And if you can't act, jack
You best find the door
I hate a faker, traitor, slob
A knob, I'll see you, gator
Hasta mañana, peace, as-salamu alaykum later
Yeah, you don't have a chance, boy
I'll see you next
This track is Kay Gee's baby
And he named it "Def"
I'm smokin' enemies like chimneys
I ain't friendly f your Fendi
I'm swingin' for your cotton kidney
Pimples are simple to pop, I want temples
Ahk they'll slop your rock
Then more floppin' than a waffle spot
The wickedest man alive
I am what I am and I'm
Damn good to be a no-good, hooded by
The wiggle in the middle
Simple to party thumps
They call me the wickedest man alive
Make 'em jump
Every time we comin' here to dance
Well, you know it's time for rum, yeah, man
Every time we comin' here to dance
Well, you know it's time for jam, ya know?
Every time we come
You know we come without a flock
Soon we all gon' see who ah
The quickest out the door
The wickedest man, the wickedest man in dance
Well, you know I'm out for rum, come
Gettin' and hittin' with an old-fashioned
Weapon when you're slippin, i got time
Try to stand and get ran like a stop sign
The bad just got worse within one verse
Put the she verse in reverse
And it's fellas first wreckin' is second
So back with your wack disc
Burn candle after candle
And you still couldn't wax this
I be the wickedest while
You're still the wackest
I need wallpaper to list
What your track missed
This is a double-decker
From the head-wrecker, neck and head checker
Check a check and who's
Def? Who's left you?
Standin' back cannin' you
Plan to stay back
I'm down with Kay tracks, black, this
Is the payback, lay back, jack
I have you every which way but loose
Blowin' your soundproof
They statement to me is
"Thanks for givin' a neck noose"
This comes naturally all day and night
I make a party of all
Lefties leave screamin' out, "Alright"
Talkin' 'bout needin' a lot more
Work than you had twelve years
Twelve hundred twelve inches and sold one
Who's gettin' done? Who's
Swifter? Who's badder?
You wouldn't be able to get down with
Some help and a step ladder
This is another song, well
Check out the style that I've
Picked and ripped
I be the wickedest man alive
Now, rude boy
Come test the sound of Treacherous MC
Massacre Naughty By Nature, crew
Caught flame, man, ease up