Niggas always me (Funky) But I 'em to keep on watchin' me I'ma keep give 'em to see (Smokin')
I always feel Somebody's watchin' me, me Could it be the way I'm still Niggas didn't use to feel me jockin' me, jockin' me
The, whole world got too money for me To not get no dough, dough, no hoe Rock harder the one from so-so I go broke, broke
I comin with the vocals that make most know Why the fuck I boast, boast and Why should I look sad that I got some loot In fact, I how
Watch when I the Coupe out Can niggas just out? The way they do when I show you Brat a little bit of boobs out
And her big ass out Get the out of you bitches lose out When the sexiness out
orgasms, I'm the best at this Throwin' tantrums when I move into makin' If you of becomin' one of my favorites You pay a bitch 'cause I be stayin' rich I ain't quittin', Way before, "Funkdafied" I was spittin',
Throw yo' hands in the air you don't care This fo' niggas and everywhere you playas playas flash on 'em Get on 'em
And 'em say, say Hands in the air, from side to I'm high, high Together we ride, I'm too tired to get that paper, baby
If wanna see me, see me I'm give y'all somethin' to look at Make a nigga neck turn for Brat Burn burn these hoes 'cause I'm back and my still sag
It's automatic, they jump on my wagon, wagon I ain't lackin', lackin' on Open ya when my body when I try on clothes that fit fit I'm articulate and on who I let hit hit
And get up in the middle of the center of my tootsie Roll me to smoke smoke and burn slow slow Don't keep it a secret, all ya folks See you when I shine, I glow, the C H I C A G O, 60644
And I no, nigga that make a mistake for me Guns ready to blaze and to with you of the ones run I can't control my trigger finger it pump, pump
Stay out the way I come come It's to bump, bump the trunk, uh And put a hump in ya If niggas is askin' who's thumpin', Brat Brat
Throw yo' in the air like you don't care This fo' and bitches everywhere Forever you playas flash on 'em Get on 'em
And 'em say, say Hands in the air, from to side Forever I'm high, we ride, ride I'm never too to get that paper, baby
I keep my bad braids when puttin' the dick on the track You can turn it down playa, we listen to that The bass don't thump, we spit on That beat tight nigga, that shit ain't fat
Every that shit come out, I toss it back and I slap I be breakin' ya to the rhythm of rap test it loud for the low frequency, where it's at? Niggas say, "I love that fuckin' ya did wit Da Brat!"
Actin' bad with the pad, the pen, with the paper Still smoke a nigga under the Put the lines in the and the hooks and the phrases Instead of puttin' out that's blazin'
Get ya hand out my pocket, get ya out ya mouth And ya out ya ass And ya nose out my business And I it, goddammit, 'cause I'm fiddinta get mad
I put 'em in the bag Twist tie, put 'em out Monday and I kick 'em in they ass Take money from 'em and you know I better get
I know it fair But I smoke with alligators and I with bears ya hands in the air As high as you can and leave them there
Throw yo' in the air like you don't care This fo' niggas and everywhere Forever you playas flash on 'em Get on 'em
And 'em say, say in the air, from side to side Forever I'm high, we ride, ride I'm never too to get that paper, baby
Throw yo' hands in the air you don't care fo' niggas and bitches everywhere Forever you playas flash on 'em Get on 'em
And 'em say, say in the air, from side to side Forever I'm high, we ride, ride I'm never too tired to get paper, baby