This is a song about "Naughty"

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Why do people have to be so naughty

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

In my old school, with the naughty

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Now, i'm speaking right to you lil' naughty raper

Jeru the damaja and naughty by nature had a name,

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

Whisper naughty secrets while

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

Not to be naughty but to hang out downtown

Huhmy home boys might squabble but we don't fall down

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

And they'll start shaking their naughty bits