Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jamboree, artist - Naughty By Nature. Date of issue: 12.05.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Jamboree |
| I wanna see y’all who wanna plan with me |
| Wave your hands across the land if we family |
| Say hot-damn hot-damn we wanna jamboree |
| This is for my peeps here I stand for you cause you stand for me |
| C’mon I know I jam, I know I jam jam, while oh damn |
| I know I jam, I know I jam jam boree |
| I know I jam, I know I jam jam while oh damn why don’t you Jamboree for me? |
| Yes, Indeed |
| Kaboom kaboom the platoon came on in eight limbs and timbs |
| Broke rims smoked sims whoop dogs with bent rims |
| For the real and the raw from whoo’d up with the law |
| I never kill for the thrill but I cut for the cause |
| Smokin' budda with a hoota' get better prices from looters |
| Shake my shell with the shooters leed a luga with duga |
| Some say modeling and acting mean Treach is selling |
| (man he’s Sellin') |
| While I’m yelling first a felon with my gat at ya melon (BOOYAH) |
| Hella heated, I’m too ill for them to beat it |
| We the most cheated most weeded most needed |
| You best believe it |
| Lets take the tapes jam for me, stand for me |
| Your’e damned to be without the jamboree |
| We’ve put it down since the days of high school |
| And everywhere we Mark we rule |
| Naughty’s about to raise our stock |
| And we didn’t come to brag about what we got nigga |
| We came to rock |
| We blew the spot taking the streets to pac |
| You’d be thug-style for a while then cold rolled our jock |
| Using the last few years as our evidence |
| Niggas been tryin' to duplicate the mixture ever since |
| You live in value reprimanding |
| If you challenge me I guarantee |
| When we finish I’ll be the last man standing |
| Fuck what you heard naughty is forever in demand |
| When Kay drop tracks all the party people jammin' |
| I wanna see y’all who wanna plan with me |
| Wave your hands across the land if we family |
| Say hot-damn hot-damn we wanna jamboree |
| This is for my peeps here I stand for you cause you stand for me |
| I ask the thugs who have mercy in these days is dirty |
| I’m still sturdy and flirty till my derby for jersey |
| The funk is pass-booted lights-camera-shoot it |
| I just did it to do it that’s why I suit it and boot it |
| Here’s the graphic niggas is just tattered and added |
| Orgy’s are automatic from back-traffic to addicts |
| Crush the cabbage straight from the savage to lavish |
| We rip those who rat it thats why your click had it |
| (?dog?) cats to cuchies for me its lootchie then hootchies |
| Cause we’ll drop a cuzzie that leaves your whole label woozy |
| And shitty and dizzy because your whole city miss me |
| And whip out they titties |
| And from they kiddies throw me 50's in bundles of 100's |
| And make every hater want it |
| Drunk and blunt it knock onto the hottest nigga comin' |
| Kay scratch and cut ya no matta what you make or |
| Wanna come and touch her the punani rusher like Usher |
| (Jam On It) (Jam-Jam-Jam) (Jam-Jam-Jam) (Jam On It) |