Naughty By Nature
Flip That Shit
[Intro: 3rd Eye & The Notorious B.I.G.]
Aight, aight, aight, y’all know who's in the house
Y’all know who's in the house
Yo, all y’all motherf**kers get the f**k away from the mic
Get the f**k away from the mic
You know what time it is
The Notorious Biggie Smalls in the house
Say word up, say word up
Word up for all the b*t*h-a** n***as
Yeah, they got Third Eye from the group holdin’ the house
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, we got Naughty by Nature in the house
Yeah, we got them vile-a** Onyx n***as in the house
And it's about to be a big thing, too
Get down, n***a

[Verse 1: Vin Rock]
I wanna speak up on a beat down (Beat down)
T-Dub's heating up the motherf**king streets now (Streets now)
This time I break apart the only swollen phony ones
Who's home? Bony ones
Can't f**k with the only ones
Ask the rody, holy one
A** whipped fast, slow a**, don't have, broke
Heard a nurse pulled a steel toe out your a**hole
Even Apache's on your path, him and your punk a** boyfriend You're gangsta? We don't sweat your a**

[Verse 2: Treach]
Who wants that smoke?
Just one minute, one n***a with one AM
Want some straight big sh*t
Like today was tomorrow yesterday
It ain't just your neighborhood I hold
So when I roll, there goes your whole motherf**king zip code
A real n***a coming up with the rumor
If I can't suck you later, then b*t*h f**k you sooner
I’m playing trooper like a party pooper
Shoot ya in the Timber boots, you got moles
From my nose to my skin super

[Chorus: Fredro Starr & Sonny Seeza]
So you flip the sh*t, ayo you flip the sh*t
I don't want that sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t
No, no, you flip that sh*t, no, you flip this sh*t
But I don't want that sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t
Ayo, you flip that sh*t, nah, you flip that sh*t
I don’t want that sh*t, n***a, you flip the sh*t
Ayo, you flip the sh*t, nah, nah, nah, man, you flip that sh*t
I don’t want this sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t
[Verse 3: The Notorious B.I.G.]
All you n***as better leave the f**kin' state
No need to masturbate
F**kin' with Biggie, it's time to castrate
It's clobberin’ time
When I rip rhymes, I quench thirsts like Very Fines
And I'm still thirsty, n***as wanna hurt the six-pack maniac
Tote TECs, and MACs, black
Check the stacks, what the f**k?
I throw uppercuts like Ridd**k Bowe
And I'm wicked with the slow flow, you know?
I'm pressing hard, I'm leaving creases
Cutting up bodies and talking to the pieces
It gets deep, kid, deep enough to touch the bone
Brooklyn's own Al Capone
Get stoned off the blunt when it's filled with the skunk
Get drunk and do a demolition to punk
And all chumps that scream that my sh*t don't thump
They catch lumps and bumps, I put the shaker in your rump

[Chorus: Fredro Starr & Sonny Seeza]
Ayo, you flip that sh*t, no, you flip that sh*t
I don't want this sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t
No, you flip the sh*t, ayo, you flip that sh*t
I don't want this sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t
No, you flip that sh*t, no, you flip this sh*t
But I don’t want that sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t
Ayo, you flip that sh*t, ho, you flip that sh*t
I don’t want that sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t
[Verse 4: TROO-KULA & 3rd Eye]
Yeah, ayo special request, dig up in your chest
That's my n***a West (Yes), my Budacest motherf**king bee's nest
Big, watch you stick when I wink and I nod
3rd Eye's raw, we'll take your life like God
For the glory of ya
Have you heard of this murderous gunslinger n***a swingin'?
I’m into bringing drama, run to mom-dukes
I smoke Buddha, I’m smokin’ the blunts of the skunk
And I get funky like manure
In the Bronx, swervin' mirrors in
Intelligent militant, that’ll lose 100 percent
Ayo, f**k your set 'cause that's nonsense
I keep bodies in the cemetery, let's make 'em conscious
And that n***a West is on a mission
Uh-oh, I don't be bullsh*tting
I'll stomp a mudhole in your b***hole
I rip and I flip that quick like you should've let me get that
Man, I don't want it, take this sh*t back

[Chorus: Fredro Starr & Sonny Seeza]
So you flip that sh*t, no, you flip that sh*t
I don't want that sh*t, n***a, you flip the sh*t
Ay, n***a, you flip that sh*t, nah, nah, you flip that sh*t
I don't want that sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t
Hey, you flip that sh*t, but I don't want that sh*t
I don't want that sh*t either, n***a, you flip that sh*t
No, you flip that sh*t, will you flip this sh*t?
But I don't want that sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t

[Verse 5: Fredro Starr, Sonny Seeza, Fredro Starr & Sonny Seeza]
Ayo, gimme that sh*t you f**kin' bald-headed b*st*rd
What, the evil nasty acid?
Yeah, the sh*t that burn they a**es
So ashes to ashes?
Blast with the ghetto gas
And I'm going, n***as knowing
I'm showing my Razzamatazz-manian Devil rebel style
N***as know we f**kin' wild
I'm wild, I'm wild, he's wild, so we's wild
So capture the rapture!
The black disaster

[Verse 6: Sticky Fingaz & Fredro Starr]
I swear to f**kin' god I'll raise hell and make the white man call me master (Uh!)
I'm 666 and need to repent to the pastor
So f**k the radio, they closed your ears but read my lips, I rips
And if you eat my words I'll leave you strung like um
(Um, Um)
It was on the tip of my tongue
But now it's stuck between my throat, I can't breath for a lick
If Onyx ain’t the top pick, you must be suckin’ a gla** d**k
Just like his motherf**kin' mother
Yeah, she swallowed the babies
And you'll suck the motherf**kers that we biting, getting rabies
(Get ready!)

[Chorus: Fredro Starr & Sonny Seeza]
C'mon, man, you flip that sh*t, nah, you flip the sh*t
But I don't want that sh*t, n***a, you flip that sh*t
Ayo, you flip that sh*t, why, you flip that sh*t
I don't want that sh*t, n***a, you flip the sh*t
Ayo you flip that sh*t, nah, you flip that sh*t
But I don't want that sh*t, here, you flip that sh*t
N***a, you flip the sh*t, but I don't want that sh*t
N***a you flip the sh*t, you better flip this sh*t