Naughty Nation Naughty By Nature

[Intro: Treach]
Naughty bring back that feelin' bring back that (x4)

[Verse 1: Treach]
It's the rap master, last passer, the ass smacker
Your ass backwards, we call you bassackwards
Rappers flasher, cash stacker, slash actor
Passport pimpin', you can call me the last atlas
You can't know me, can't hold me, chicks a champ homie
After she dance, I lift her like a tramp trophy
The shit, but on the track flies, I'm that fly
Try me, I capsize your hat's cap size
The mad supported, back supported, get your track deported
Platinum streets from every platinum track recorded
Got the lotto model, pay me if you swallow, follow
I'm your leader beater, that make them swallow hollows
'bout this, 'bout that, I'm 'bout straps
If you a rapper, how's that for a mouse trap?
Get the handsome ransoms, keep them dancing
Act like you know naughty got mansions from these damn anthems

[Hook x2]
(Feel) the naughty nation
Come on, get it, got it, we back, boy
Once again it's on in your ass, boy
We keep them naughty shorties poppin' ass boy, that's what you lack boy