"Slang Bang" lyrics - NAUGHTY BY NATURE

NAUGHTY BY NATURE

"Slang Bang"

(Vinnie Brown / Anthony Criss / Kaygee Gist)

[Intro: Vin Rock, Treach]
Hup, yeah Guess who's back?
Hup, hup, Naughty By Nature's in the house Guess who's back?
Settin off the 19Naughty4/ Naughty5 flavour Guess who's back?
Word up, this is how we do things Guess who's back?
Uhh

[Hook:]
'Cause it's a slang bang thang
Slang bang, it's a slang bang thang, a slang bang thang
'Cause it's a slang bang thang
Slang bang, it's a slang bang thang, a slang bang thang
'Cause it's a slang bang thang
Slang bang, it's a slang bang thang, a slang bang thang
'Cause it's a slang bang thang
Slang bang, it's a slang bang thang, a slang bang thang

[Verse 1: Vin Rock & Treach]
Hup, get up or fed up but don't push me
'Cause I ain't mushy mushy, you can't mash me
You chap lipped bastard, when you smile your whole face looks ashy
Sending detrip, wanna free trip to fast out and seek this
'Cause I'm that nigga that'll leave you ass out like G-strings
Meaning I'm fiending, your heart trips when it stay at work
So fuck fear you fear-fuck, one jerk I'll make your head hurt
The punani that making paints perk, who dare flirt?
I get kitties from your city to spray paint where your man works
I be on that ass like Old Mole, turning your whole show slow-mo
'Cause you were too quick to go pro, so
I'm on and off so you know my shit ain't partial
Pardon me, packing arsenals, takin knees and nostrils
Hostile and savagery, you tried to be the badder G
You ain't even the man, you're just a filling, where's the cavity?
Father be grabbing it, gravity, have the gravity grabbing
Actually after we nigga naturally have to meet

[Verse 2: Treach]
One check to the chin and you'll be bust quicker than liquor
Aw shit, pop her chain and lock her rock a city slicker
Slick a rhyme, kick or vick her, knock her without a popper
I take the cake, took the chain but left the lock up
Love me or leave me, hate me or like me
Might be getting feisty, fuck yeah I'm shiesty
Shit yeah, I fit there, squaring your shit wear
You're a trick until you nigga to me a bitch without liquid
Some thank me for putting the hanky and panky
Slapping stanky like lightning, sticking Yankees like Benjamin Franky
Fuck buying kitty cases and city lights
Just get my loot, get your licks and get all the high titties right
But then I'm into what you bitches is sayin
So I wasn't really feelin on her ass, I was just massaging her brain
The objects that I learned from the projects
Try Treach I bet and get your throat choked like mocknecks

[Verse 3: Treach & Vin Rock]
My mind thinks twice, ignites, pick snipes
Don't pluck, I'll fuck your finger Anthony Prejudice Presley
Now I got more Snipes than Wesley
Test me, touch me and lay next to the rest of the pesty
Rust musty puss head who tried to fuck me
But see this is where I BOOM and ZOOM
Just drive a line like a cartoonist on some SOON shit
Adidas couldn't read us so they freed us
Then we tried Reebok from a cheater, succeeded then got weeded
Oh Anna, rip of some grandma's, no my Grandma from Santa Ana
To Atlanta where cops ain't a-feared and niggas wear 'dannas
Now tell ya lady that I'm crazy when I'm stunning
There's a party in her mouth and guess whos coming?

[Outro: Vin Rock, Treach]
Hup, hup, yeah niggas
It's all about a slang bang
Doin this shit lyrically on wax
And getting paid for it
Word up, we don't care where you're from
Everybody can get down with the slang bang
We doin "rhyme-bys" on record
Hahahaha, wooweeeeee...