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Naughty by Nature - I Gotta Lotta (Music Video)

Enjoy the lyrics. Let us know about any corrections in the comments! Lyrics: Intro (Method Man sample) I got [Verse 1: Treach] I gotta chip on my shoulder that Bill Gates ain't make Gotta connect up in Harlem Gotta great weight rate Gotta hotta enchilada Gotta hot tre 8 Heavy rocks in my rings that a quake can't shake Or she can freak You a freak let's huh Keep a freak for a week Fuck a stunt for a month Gotta brand hot damn and a great rapper flow Gotta actual factual international after glow Tools for ya fools trying to fix some ish Got talent more gifted than a Christmas list Got dibs on many things, so I ride east west Gotta list who's best so I stress why guess Gotta lotta hot material real on the set Got splash in first class bust some head on the jet Got an album, we wildin', so we ride don't rest Got kids, a gang of thugs I call a Tribe Called Treach [Chorus: Treach & (Sonny Black)] I got Henney, I got sizzurp I got dinner, I got dessert (I got goons in the hood with cases Cone head hoodies and they rocks grew faces) I got this side, I got that side I gotta a big bag baby full of tricks better act right (I got wolves on deck all about they hood Bangin' out and they ain't neva been about they hood) [Verse 2] I gotta way of findin' fools, so these assholes hide Gotta brigade sun to shade so my brass shows pride Got Jimmy more for demmy that'll smash your bride Half-truths will lodge your mass or lose a whole half side Gotta doodle on these fools, so I crap for a hobby Make you O'neil (kneel) for real stack my shack (Shaq) with the shotties Got vultures freaks for me, they can slobby the knobby You ain't humpin get the truck and meet and greet in the lobby Got classics, whole lotta doe from the past yo A hot gun on the run, need your basement to crash hoe Recession, still rappin' but I'm jackin' for cash flow Wanna waste time then go outside and watch some grass grow Got spears for your fears, but I ain't Britney Gotta name in this game cause my aim game's pretty Gotta squad, word to God cause it's rough in the city Smooth as silk, I got milk if you a got some cups with some cleavage [Chorus: Treach & (Sonny Black)] I got Henney, I got sizzurp I got dinner, I got dessert (I got goons in the hood with cases Cone head hoodies and they rocks grew faces) I got this side, I got that side I gotta a big bag baby full of tricks better act right (I got wolves on deck all about they hood Bangin' out and they ain't neva been about they hood) [Verse 3] I gotta ditch the bitch call the gravel hail Stitch the snitch tell her to sails or wail on the tattle tale Tuck your tail when the battle fails Keep a chick with a fatter tail There's beef when the cattle yells I'm the ish like into John Lennon Spit venom, my women and my denim are gremlin Gotta family full of fugitives Gotta shoot my way from a felony know what the future is That's the moral of the story horror for ya Like Kalashnikov southside of Tora Bora Wanna score da border Gotta gracious gorgeous Many semi auto Sweep your timbs and torso Gotta broad with the Porsche though Got it twisted and braided, if not then keep the horse fro Don't trip, take your trick back Imma show if you walk over tough you gonna limp back [Chorus: Treach & (Sonny Black)] I got Henney, I got sizzurp I got dinner, I got dessert (I got goons in the hood with cases Cone head hoodies and they rocks grew faces) I got this side, I got that side I gotta a big bag baby full of tricks better act right (I got wolves on deck all about they hood Bangin' out and they ain't neva been about they hood) #HipHop50