Sleepin On Jersey chords and lyrics - NAUGHTY BY NATURE

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[Verse 1]
[Bb]
Naughty naughty
(yeah) Word up
Naughty (yeah) Word up
Naughty (yeah) Word up
Naughty (yeah) Word up

[Verse 2]
I'm takin' tricky [Bb]routes
in a Dickies suit
Tougher than a trucker
Harder as a bucko plus
A ashy knuckle motherfucker
19 Naughty 1 through Naughty
9, I'm housin'
Plus the year Treach Thousand
Back trigger hap, did you figure that
With a bigger bat
With a rap tough as a nigga nap
Tell him to drop through
Hookers gettin' dropped too
What do I think about you?
And put it on a box and stamp it
So I can FedEx your ass to Kansas
I put a few blows in cargo
So you could tongue twist your
Ass back to Chicago
I'm servin' force, fightin' mighty hard
I did too much to get real hip
Hop back to give it back y'all
Took it to your face, took it to your chest
Go and kiss your cutie with

[Verse 3]
My nuts on her breath, yup!
[Bb]Listen up bad boy, rude boy
Control so here we go- o

[Verse 4]
A lot of ho's [Bb]heard of me,
won't murder me
I had surgery,
quick I had a doctor stitch
A condom to my shit
And it won't slay no bug spray, break
Or bust if 5- O trouble, like a bubble
Than I just double up
Stare me up and down,
try your luck around
You could put your dick through a
Hula hoop and couldn't fuck around
Come try me on a slow day like no day
A ho day like yo day, ho hay take a
I love you too, give me some loot
Vin pushes an Ac, Kay pushes a van
And Treach still pushes boots
Just when you thought you wasn't bought
I smack your ass with your
Then dump you in north Newark
You's a motherfuckin' good sport
Your own pain you bought
You did before you thought
No one can act like
they ain't heard of me
Have mercy now motherfuckers
might stop

[Verse 5]
Sleepin' on Jersey
[Bb]Listen up bad boy, rude boy

[Verse 6]
Control so here we go- o
[Bb]Funky style gettin' fuckin' wild
Some monkeys diss, talk shit, speak
And smile
Sometimes I diss,
sometimes I break
Talk behind my motherfuckin'
back I'm
Takin' off your fuckin' face
Roughneck, god you rudeboy
You got jacked for ya stuffed
like a cactus
Now act like an actress
Someone throws a show so
They play musical mattress
Never turn Charlie Good,
turn burn Hollywood
Burn who the hell is concerned
What the blacks earn?
Not a motherfuckin' soul unless
You sell your soul or your record sales blow
I ain't your everyday Tom or Tommy
I ain't your boy, don't play me
Don't play me boy
The bad does dirt, the good gets hurt
You could get murked, the hood
comes first
Waxin' that ass, fuck a car wash
Turnin' your ass like a doorknob
No one can act like
they ain't heard of me
Now motherfuckers might stop

[Verse 7]
Sleepin' on Jersey
[Bb]Listen up bad boy, rude boy

[Verse 8]
Control so here we go- o
[Bb]
Yeah! Naughtyword up