Get down... ain't no room to mess around. When Da Brat-tat-tat-tat's all up in your town. I'm in the front with a blunt never playing the back. It's that new nigga on the block and I don't slack.
Uh, any chance I get I'm on a plane. I book advance tickets and pay the fees with no complaints. In the summer its off the hook no time to waste. Just lie at the lake and I'm shoulder dry to the taste.
I'm crazy, how I dress and keep it fresh. So many steps ahead o' y'all, 'cuz I'm before my time. I'm crazy, how I do it, when I do it, I can stew it. Dat's why da girls, da girls dey love me.