[Lil' Rob (Talkin)]
Hey what's happenin
Yeah it's me, Lil' Rob
A.K.A. The Naughty Boy
[Chorus]
N-A-U-G-H-T-Y aqui estoy
Lil' Rob aka naughty boy
You don't wanna play house
Pos ya me voy I got to go baby girl I got to go
N-A-U-G-H-T, Y
[Lil' Rob]
Now when it comes to rockin rolas, I got the connecta
Lil' Rob, all up in tu area, neta
Don't mistake me for no gang or no clika
Ain't no man in this world who can fill me sneakers
I'm N-A-U-G-H-T-Y, let me take you home, girl I'd love to bone
Let me do you doggy style so we both can watch tv
L-I-L-R-O-B, from S-D, that's me
A.K.A. Naughty Boy, aqui estoy
Every where I got those hynas yell, "rock me boy"
I'm toppin out on my cylinders
And when it comes to money
I'm makin feria like millionaries
A hundred spoke daytons as I roll down the calle
In my 6-3, hop 33 down the valle
Plus I got some yerba, leva wanna smoke?
Fuck you, remember you kicked me down when I was broke
You just got broke
[Chorus]
N-A-U-G-H-T-Y aqui estoy
Lil' Rob aka a naughty boy
You don't wanna play house
Pos ya me voy
I got's to go, baby girl I got to go
N-A-U-G-H-T-Y aqui estoy
Lil' Rob aka a naughty boy
You don't wanna play house
Pos ya me voy I got to go baby girl I got to go
N-A-U-G-H-T, Y
[Lil' Rob]
I like to sleep all day until the sun goes down
And hit the down, and fuck it up until the sun comes up
Some times I'm drunk, some times I'm high
I'm always wicked, I'm always slick, I'm always sly
Leave alittle bit of room and I'll slide by
And fuck up your program just like a drive by
Ain't funny how time flies, my my
Time for you to say night night, bye bye
Havin naughty dreams of naughty things
Everybody loves every thing that boy that naughty brings
Spit my verses like viruses
Make you sick like my style is
Split your wig like a stylist
I'm makin my list and I'm Power score, kick the dirt,
Sick of being good.
Twice removed, love can kill,
Crack up in the sun.
On again, off again,
I am on my side.
Idiot philosophy,
That is really, that is really
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
This record's over finally.
Much too good for me.
Guitar murder, be a hero.
Jump in front of a gun
Get the ice, bad appetite.
Love to have the blues.
Your true love is fuckin' around
And oh we did have oh we had such
Fun fun fun fun
Fun fun fun fun.
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb, dumb.
How do I get a foot in your door ?
How do you turn this on ?
Had a heart by accident.
Did you have it all along ?
Slave to the single chief executive
Officer of the song.
Hate your job, love your stuff.
If you think that's living you are
Wrong wrong wrong wrong
Wrong wrong wrong wrong.