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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Naughty By Nature
Naughty By Nature
Performer
Heavy D
Heavy D
Vocals
David Bellochio
David Bellochio
Keyboards
Yossi Fein
Yossi Fein
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Shawn Criss
Anthony Shawn Criss
Songwriter
Keir Lamont Gist
Keir Lamont Gist
Songwriter
Vincent E. Brown
Vincent E. Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Naughty By Nature
Naughty By Nature
Mixing Engineer
Angela Piva
Angela Piva
Recording Engineer
Benny Medina
Benny Medina
Executive Producer
Queen Latifah
Queen Latifah
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me Bring nummy num one bring nummy num two Bring nummy nummy num three Here comes the man you dig the man you dug The man you love the man you hug So come get some of the funky drum drum Here I come come lights camera plenty punany action I'm the Don in the city known for the nitty gritty Consider me Big Willy consider you itty bitty I'm the youngest in a family of six I've flirted with chicks and then I learned tricks in the ghetto mix I went pop but I still kept my ghetto pass And anyone who laughs kick is my yellow ass I'm the okey dokey man the hockey pockey man The bigger nigga with the trigger leave you smokey man Quick to flip a trick or flatten a floppy lip The kid never sleeps because I'm wicked off the hip Known to keep it steady for punks who act petty Is Vin Rock, Kay Gee, treach big and Heavy you ain't ready Ready for dem but dem no ready for we PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for we PAM! PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for we Bring nummy num one bring nummy num two Bring nummy nummy num three (So trotter trying?) to get wreck ooh when we ain't round yet That's the type of writer to get fooled at a sound check Check the rep for the nappy naughty treach is I go all out fuck it just call me exit I want some on next shit nexus You neck for breakfast your back's for practice An ass for ass kicks An that's for that shit as saying is (brass brick?) (Get?) with this or this ain't that you that slick For what it's worth I'm coming from the edge of the earth I'm the only kid I know that was worse at birth Everybody that know me was worse to curse My first words not me spank the fucking nurse If I was a doctor chill I'll give you six months to live Another six if you can't pay the bill I do what I will I'll gas ya ass like Eddie cause motherfucker you ain't ready Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me Bring nummy num one bring nummy num two Bring nummy nummy num three Flex like I'm in gymnastics off a profilactic Never short on loot cause I got a fat grip I've been in the game for six joints And never loose cool points I'm hard as cement slick like ointment For those of you who don't know the big big man You better slow down you diggity dig dig man Consider me an overweight Don Juan smooth a Perignon I got it going on and on and on Or be the next to get gat drip drop (prom like my buyer?) The wrong man to marry but I'mma carry Carey Mariah You coming to flow flip you better not blow it He's kin was nothing modernize the doctor show for it Let's get to flow set the flow but let me go? Let me know cause ooh I'm ready go I come to tear you out the frame like I was ripping Mona Lisa Your album budget is cheaper than your? so see ya Son I'm lucky hockey pockey brass monkey drinking Then wonder what is stinking I got crazy rap trophies and you and you niggas know me Respect and either show me if not then blow me The over dummer one dude just my youngest son Before I blow I like to say to y'all all of y'all young guns Don't ever step or flex to set you bet a double figure Ain't nothing roley poley homie rolling with naughty niggas So naughty you or yours him or her? I cuffed up ya heart runs a pole in a crew cut You ain't ready remarkable or regal You the fucking reason that abortion shit is legal? As a fever you bite my shit then bring it back like a retriever Off the nuts must I see ya I ain't got time to bit trying to be find to be Try never find a G if I find is mine you see They wanna come out oh why how I say oh try now Stepping out punch off your eyebrows I'm representing jersey lord have mercy Naughty and Heavy you'll never be ready baby Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me Bring nummy num one bring nummy num two Bring nummy nummy num three Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me Bring nummy num one bring nummy num two Bring nummy nummy num three Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me PAM! PAM! Ready for dem but dem no ready for me Bring nummy num one bring nummy num two Bring nummy nummy num Bring nummy num one bring nummy num two Bring nummy nummy num Bring nummy num one bring nummy num two Bring nummy nummy num
Writer(s): Keir Gist, Dwight Myers, Anthony Shawn Criss, Vincent E. Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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