| Song | Thankx for Sleepwalking |
| Artist | Naughty by Nature |
| Album | Naughty by Nature |
| 作词 : Brown, Criss, Gist ... | |
| Ohh yeahNaughty | |
| By Nature in the house, stompin', word 'em up | |
| You got mack daddy right here in the middle | |
| Got the baby faced, one little | |
| G in the house | |
| Yeah, this is | |
| Vin Rock in the place, | |
| Kaygee layin' back wit his feet up | |
| Yeah, yo okay, it's been a long and tedious road, man | |
| Takin' care of all this record business, yo, word 'em up | |
| A lot of sleepin' a whole bunch of sleepin', yo, by the way | |
| We got some | |
| Naughty By | |
| Nature pajamas and pillows comin' out | |
| For everybody who slept around the way on the projects | |
| Hear what 'em sayin', | |
| V? Word 'em up | |
| Bring your motherfuckin' ass on up, word 'em up word up | |
| Know what | |
| I'm sayin', | |
| Mark? 45 kis | |
| I got more damn time than | |
| I got money, honey | |
| So if you're a gold digger, nigga please, that joke was funny | |
| And for that diss comin' from you in particular, shoot | |
| You better kill it, for a scab that isn't no ways nears cute | |
| You say I diss you hard after | |
| I did you fine, it ain't my fault | |
| It's just your face that's mighty different in the daytime | |
| See I'm the type to meet a girl and call her bluff | |
| They say I'll keep you if you're sweeter than my other stuff | |
| Not like a pimp or like a pope, 'cos | |
| I know who's to wail | |
| They watch the clock, then rock and do your crew while you're in jail | |
| Well I'm a little bit of or should | |
| I say a lot past that | |
| So take your saggy boob and bib rap to some other cat | |
| Gimme this and gimme that, | |
| I give that ass a smack | |
| You wanna get a richer life, you better get a mack | |
| So he can work ya like the trick you really are, ya stunt | |
| I'm hittin' the back door when | |
| I come 'cos you're a fuckin' front | |
| You disappointed me, | |
| I had many plans in store | |
| I didn't know that | |
| I was in for, a project whore or | |
| A money-grabbin' dragon wit no future plans | |
| Pickin' a newer coat or car, you need a newer man' | |
| Cos I ain't livin' to be givin' out what | |
| I done save | |
| You wanna live in a condo, better find a cave | |
| If we went half on the rent or if ya had a job | |
| Then I could think about it before | |
| I say oh naw | |
| Hell, no is all | |
| I think about when | |
| I see youDamn real is how | |
| I feel when | |
| I be comin' through | |
| Wit what is what you ask, | |
| I come through in the end | |
| How's that? ' | |
| Cos when I drop one, | |
| I call her friends | |
| Bravo, damn real, oh yes is what comes next | |
| You gotta get up mighty early to twirl the | |
| TreachI diss you, you'll be strugglin' and you say | |
| I want you, sir | |
| If ya front, if ya stunt, | |
| I might want her | |
| Word 'em up, damn, he just rip that shit | |
| Ooh, can I get? | |
| Hold your breath, will you die? | |
| Not the Treach | |
| I want those, never that, gimme this, put it back | |
| But you smooth, very nice, ain't it def? | |
| Not that bright | |
| Check you shoes so, there's two, down on sound, so are you | |
| Yes indeedy, | |
| I get greedy when it comes to dough' | |
| Cos then I'm eedy with the heebie-jeebies when | |
| I'm brokeAnd | |
| I don't so don't wanna roll a brother any long | |
| So I just try and on and on over time alone | |
| Yeah, I spend in twos infuse, baby, you won't last | |
| You'll be runnin' so fast, your feet'll be kickin' your own ass | |
| Your every ride is somethin' makes you just say' | |
| Cos she drivin' his car more than he does any room | |
| Ya call me dual lock, it is true, | |
| I say now hey hey there | |
| Call us some black shit, pop a click, | |
| I say you're halfway there | |
| If ya wanna movie or dinner, | |
| I say oh, here | |
| You wanna trip or a cruise, ya bitch, | |
| I mean, no dear | |
| You'll be alright though, you'll find the right bro | |
| Hell have the right ho, then y'all a go broke | |
| But anyway, for any day, | |
| I'm dissin' any trick | |
| That's tryin' to flick my bit 'cos | |
| I ain't havin' it | |
| Word 'em up, damn, he just rip that shit |
| zuò cí : Brown, Criss, Gist ... | |
| Ohh yeahNaughty | |
| By Nature in the house, stompin', word ' em up | |
| You got mack daddy right here in the middle | |
| Got the baby faced, one little | |
| G in the house | |
| Yeah, this is | |
| Vin Rock in the place, | |
| Kaygee layin' back wit his feet up | |
| Yeah, yo okay, it' s been a long and tedious road, man | |
| Takin' care of all this record business, yo, word ' em up | |
| A lot of sleepin' a whole bunch of sleepin', yo, by the way | |
| We got some | |
| Naughty By | |
| Nature pajamas and pillows comin' out | |
| For everybody who slept around the way on the projects | |
| Hear what ' em sayin', | |
| V? Word ' em up | |
| Bring your motherfuckin' ass on up, word ' em up word up | |
| Know what | |
| I' m sayin', | |
| Mark? 45 kis | |
| I got more damn time than | |
| I got money, honey | |
| So if you' re a gold digger, nigga please, that joke was funny | |
| And for that diss comin' from you in particular, shoot | |
| You better kill it, for a scab that isn' t no ways nears cute | |
| You say I diss you hard after | |
| I did you fine, it ain' t my fault | |
| It' s just your face that' s mighty different in the daytime | |
| See I' m the type to meet a girl and call her bluff | |
| They say I' ll keep you if you' re sweeter than my other stuff | |
| Not like a pimp or like a pope, ' cos | |
| I know who' s to wail | |
| They watch the clock, then rock and do your crew while you' re in jail | |
| Well I' m a little bit of or should | |
| I say a lot past that | |
| So take your saggy boob and bib rap to some other cat | |
| Gimme this and gimme that, | |
| I give that ass a smack | |
| You wanna get a richer life, you better get a mack | |
| So he can work ya like the trick you really are, ya stunt | |
| I' m hittin' the back door when | |
| I come ' cos you' re a fuckin' front | |
| You disappointed me, | |
| I had many plans in store | |
| I didn' t know that | |
| I was in for, a project whore or | |
| A moneygrabbin' dragon wit no future plans | |
| Pickin' a newer coat or car, you need a newer man' | |
| Cos I ain' t livin' to be givin' out what | |
| I done save | |
| You wanna live in a condo, better find a cave | |
| If we went half on the rent or if ya had a job | |
| Then I could think about it before | |
| I say oh naw | |
| Hell, no is all | |
| I think about when | |
| I see youDamn real is how | |
| I feel when | |
| I be comin' through | |
| Wit what is what you ask, | |
| I come through in the end | |
| How' s that? ' | |
| Cos when I drop one, | |
| I call her friends | |
| Bravo, damn real, oh yes is what comes next | |
| You gotta get up mighty early to twirl the | |
| TreachI diss you, you' ll be strugglin' and you say | |
| I want you, sir | |
| If ya front, if ya stunt, | |
| I might want her | |
| Word ' em up, damn, he just rip that shit | |
| Ooh, can I get? | |
| Hold your breath, will you die? | |
| Not the Treach | |
| I want those, never that, gimme this, put it back | |
| But you smooth, very nice, ain' t it def? | |
| Not that bright | |
| Check you shoes so, there' s two, down on sound, so are you | |
| Yes indeedy, | |
| I get greedy when it comes to dough' | |
| Cos then I' m eedy with the heebiejeebies when | |
| I' m brokeAnd | |
| I don' t so don' t wanna roll a brother any long | |
| So I just try and on and on over time alone | |
| Yeah, I spend in twos infuse, baby, you won' t last | |
| You' ll be runnin' so fast, your feet' ll be kickin' your own ass | |
| Your every ride is somethin' makes you just say' | |
| Cos she drivin' his car more than he does any room | |
| Ya call me dual lock, it is true, | |
| I say now hey hey there | |
| Call us some black shit, pop a click, | |
| I say you' re halfway there | |
| If ya wanna movie or dinner, | |
| I say oh, here | |
| You wanna trip or a cruise, ya bitch, | |
| I mean, no dear | |
| You' ll be alright though, you' ll find the right bro | |
| Hell have the right ho, then y' all a go broke | |
| But anyway, for any day, | |
| I' m dissin' any trick | |
| That' s tryin' to flick my bit ' cos | |
| I ain' t havin' it | |
| Word ' em up, damn, he just rip that shit |