Some motherfuckers believe. That I shouldn't smoke weed and shit huh. That I should cuss and shit huh. That I shouldn't do the shit I want to do. You know what I'm sayin'?.
Clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands. To the niggas in the back clap your hands. And to the bitches in the front with the blunts its time to dance.
This that shit, that So So Def shit, check it.. One to the Two, it ain't a thing for Da Brat to give it to you.. Three to the Four, in ninety-six Brat hit your ass with a whole lot more..
Now back from the 6-o-6-4-4 full of indo. Untypical is that bad ass ho. B to the R to the A to the T. Ain't no bitch is this industry that can see me.
Nine-six, it's Da Brat, nigga.. We jackin' these niggas for they beats and shit.. Ya know what I'm sayin'?. Put this shit in ya mothafuckin' mouth....
They can only leave to live. the linguistic full metal jacket of the macular ballistic. Shooting off at the mouth without chap or blistics. I got hairs on my funk and I didn't flunk diaper rash.
[Featuring Krayzie Bone]. Somebody call the cops.. Let 'em know the funk bandit's back. With more bounce to the ounce it's the brat tat tat tat. The funk keeper.
[Featuring Jermaine Dupri]. Uh oh o uh uh o ah ah ah ah ah. Uh oh o uh uh o ah ah ah ah ah. Verse One:. Bringing more noise than pg we true and flew in life.
[JD]. Yeah yeah come on. (Baby you make my). Yeah yeah come on. Yeah yeah come on. (Baby you make my). Yeah yeah come on. . [Da Brat]. Each day I come in it's always somethin'.
I am..... quick to pull the trigger quick to pull your card. Hard late for the boulevard. It's Da B to the R A T with the bump. Sendin good vibrations from the trunk to the front.
Hey JD, why you be saying oh, oh. Is that like flossin' shit?. You just like walk in and so people say, oh shit, it's him. Bounce to this, come on. . Where my rag wearing soldiers that.
Ay homie. Ay yo. Shit wassup with you. What...I make ya horny huh (giggle). I make ya horny huh (giggle) shit. You act like you want some nigga.....do you?.
Yo, (ok) kids I was sittin on the block the other day man. Some fine ass girl walked by. And she was lookin, I'm lookin back. She said uh "JD I love those 20's on your car".
You're December's spawn. Agony you hold within you. Since the dawn of time. You're compelled to do what you do. Broken skin so dry. Burning lungs, I breathe so slowly.
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?. Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?. . Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?.
featuring DaBrat LaTocha Scott. . [Machine]. Wednesday 4:20p.m.. [1st Lady]. Don't you fuckin' hang up on me!. Who the fuck do you think you are?. You know who the fuck your hangin up on?.
While y'all drive match box,. I push the hot wheels,. Don chichi wit' da mass appeal,. Lettin' champagne spill,. From my house to my grill, see,. All I'm about is dat dolla dolla bill,.
While y'all drive match box,. I push the hot wheels,. Don chichi wit' da mass appeal,. Lettin' champagne spill,. From my house to my grill, see,. All I'm about is dat dolla dolla bill,.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's the motherfuckin' infamous Pimpin' Ken. Yeah, all you motherfuckin' hoes out there misguided, undecided. Y'all need to come on and fuck with a pimp right.
Oh, Santa Claus is coming 'round, he's coming 'round. Tonight!. Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, right. Down Santa Claus Lane. . Vixon and Blitzen and all his reindeer pulling on the rein.