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Da Brat

Genres: Hip-Hop

Breeve On Em Lyrics - Da Brat

[Da Brat] 

I Don't stop, I stay hot, y'all stay shocked, we keep it locked 

Just throw yo hands in the air motherfuckas 

I came to make y'all freak one another 

I, I keep bangin', I keep slangin' 

We keep watching niggas die for simple things 

So I keep swingin', fuckin' a nigga head up 

Dead up, I'm fed up feel my lead bust 

 

[22] 

Now I don't stop, but I smoke weed 

I ain't gotta pop rocks no more I got G's 

Just wave you hands from side to side 

Cause we gone show keep it live 

We got greed in our eyes, I keep spittin', I keep rippin' 

I keep women, I creep and keep hittin' 

They impressed with my shoe size, deuce I'm with you tonight 

Girl if you do it right, me and you can do it twice 

 

[Da Brat] 

When I'm called on to bust, wanna get yo brawl on with us 

Can't ball with us, too hard to touch 

22 fuckin' up they callin' us 

 

[22] 

Im the first one off the bus, got nuts to lust 

They keep rushin' for status, some more than you got it 

All for cabbage as far as we got it 

 

[Da Brat] 

So don't push me, I'm too close to the edge 

Bout to go loco on these niggas, leave'em for dead, and 

 

[22] 

When it's time for us, bitch we diamond cut 

I'm 22, We West-Chi 

 

[Da Brat] 

And I'm da motherfuckin' Brat right 

 

Hook: (say 2x) 

 

If you won't ride then say so, why play make dough 

Turn playa hatin' foes to hoes 

Too strong for your nose, shoot up I got the best blow 

It's potent and rushed out the stores, cop yours 

 

[22] 

When I hit the door, nigga best move, guess who 

We ain't got no dress shoes, just a couple scarves and a vest too 

Test who why you trippin' we came to party 

Run game and probably leave the party with somebody 

Gotta be hard, women they love to touch it 

And when I fuck 'em they hypnotized 

Sprung cause I hit it right, tongue tied sometimes 

Like Zinfandel wine, got they mind blown 

In my zone, I'm a grown man, gone I ain't tryin' to keep her 

She got nice features, but so do Mesha, Imma keep creepin' 

Keep getting deeper they playa hate me all of a sudden 

A new kid bussin', you hear it hush and she 

Scared to cut___fuckin' too many hoes, me I got 

Twenty hoes, I'ma hoe, be a hoe, spend the dough, see a show 

Let it be known playa west to east 

Cause I'm the dog that fell in love with the Georgia Peach 

 

Hook 

 

[Da Brat] 

I heard you wanna hit this twat, nigga I thought not 

Fell up in the party with a phat knot, glock cocked 

Got too much of my own shit to stop 

And look for niggas, when I make any dick rock 

Shook them niggas, took all they cheese, still they say 

They body's callin' for me, wanna go half on a seed and shit 

Fuck that, I got half on the weed and shit and I'm Brat 

One of a kind of my breed and shit and you can find me 

On the West Side of Chi with my thieving click, believe a bitch 

Cause ain't no nigga hated on the pussy yet 

Squeeze the dick, got grip, they can't forget 

Ain't a hoe tight like me, flow tight like me 

Quote, write and recite, fuck all night like me 

They say is she is or is she ain't a dyke 

You curious cause you wanna fuck me tonight 

 

Hook 

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