It's On Lyrics - 19 Naughty Iii - Naughty By Nature

Once again it's on, it's on 

Put me on the planet, damn it, where all the slim shhh look like Janet 

Slick consider this how I lick it and then fan it 

Pick, rub and ran it how I run it yeah I ran it 

And it ran frantic rub put new poonanie panic 

Plan it, as a package, pick it and then pack it 

Trick it and attract it, throw a crack then catch it 

Quick as richocet rabbit, quick 'cause it's a habit 

To rap it as fast as another brother runnin' rapid 

Never call you sir 

Who gives a damn if you Mix Alot? 

East coast gets the props 

Producers rock your knot 

Baby ain't got back, baby got black 

That's why you see 

The black baby and you respect that 

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Checka check it out, on and on and on, rock on 

To the breaka breaka dawn it's on 

On and on and on, on and on and on 

Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn 

On and on and on, on and on and on 

Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn, it's on 

Make room for one rude boy 

Bad mood boy, new and old school boy 

Now watch a true man take out all the school boys 

And don't get out of touch 'cause you just get a slut 

With a "Closed for repair" sign on your nuts 

Yeah we're the thing slangers, body boom bangers 

Breakin' in your shit with a hanger 

Damn real I'm gonna live it up 

Never forgive your cut on my back 

Watchin' your girl's gap give it up 

I touch you where it hurts first 

Brutalize you with a, criticize my lyrics work 

Photos 

Think about a lost block, black stop 

I'd rap and make a wack drop then slap you with my back drop 

The boom-bang slap papper's fat fat 

Step in my path and get that ass cr-crack cracked 

Checka check it out, on and on and on 

Rock on, to the breaka breaka dawn it's on 

On and on and on, on and on and on 

Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn 

On and on and on, on and on and on 

Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn 

Singin' like a Buddha bang 

Hang out with a true crew 

Down with the coochie bang 

Brothers come to do the same 

But monkey see, monkey do 

Get your monkey ass playing 

Individuals get original 'cause a this a be critical 

And pickable and pitiful 

I ain't with the big con heart 

Rippin' other rhymes apart, here to spark me some iron parts 

I stick to a city with some ripple, hit a bitty from the middle 

Hang on kitties like a cripple nipple 

Checka check it out, on and on and on 

Rock on, to the breaka breaka dawn it's on 

On and on and on, on and on and on 

Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn 

On and on and on, on and on and on 

Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn 

On and on and on, on and on and on 

Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn 

On and on and on, on and on and on 

Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn