Niggas watchin' me (Funky) But I 'em to keep on watchin' me I'ma keep give 'em to see (Smokin')
I feel like Somebody's watchin' me, me it be the way I'm still tight? Niggas that 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 never go broke,
I keep comin with the vocals that make know Why the I boast, boast and brag Why should I look sad that I got loot now? In fact, I how
Watch when I back the out Can just troop out? The same way they do I show you Brat With a little bit of out
And her big ass out Get the out Some of you bitches out the sexiness ooze out
Like orgasms, I'm the at this Throwin' tantrums when I move into shit If you of becomin' one of my favorites You gotta pay a bitch 'cause I be stayin' I quittin', quittin' Way before, "Funkdafied" I was spittin',
Throw yo' hands in the air like you don't This fo' and bitches everywhere you playas playas flash on 'em Get on 'em
And 'em say, say Hands in the air, from to side I'm high, high Together we ride, I'm never too to get that paper, baby
If wanna see me, see me I'm give somethin' to look look at Make a nigga neck turn for Brat Burn burn these hoes 'cause I'm back and my pants sag
It's automatic, they wanna jump on my wagon, I ain't lackin', lackin' on Open ya eyes when my body when I try on that fit fit I'm and particulate on who I let hit hit
And get up in the of the center of my tootsie roll me something to smoke smoke and burn slow slow Don't keep it a secret, all ya folks See you when I shine, I glow, From the C H I C A G O,
And I trust no, nigga that a mistake for me Guns to blaze and to leave with you of the ones run I control my trigger finger when it pump, pump
Stay out the way when I 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' hands in the air you don't care This fo' niggas and bitches you playas 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 too tired to get that paper, baby
I keep my bad braids back puttin' the dick on the track You can it down playa, we don't listen to that The bass thump, we spit on crap beat ain't tight nigga, that shit ain't fat
Every time that shit come out, I 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 shit ya did wit Da Brat!"
Actin' bad with the pad, the pen, with the paper Still a nigga under the table Put the lines in the and the hooks and the phrases Instead of puttin' out sumthin' that's
Get ya out my pocket, get ya foot out ya mouth And ya out ya ass And ya nose out my business And I mean it, goddammit, 'cause I'm get mad
I put 'em in the bag Twist tie, put 'em out Monday and I 'em in they raggely ass Take money from 'em and you know I better get
I know it fair But I smoke with alligators and I with bears Throw ya in the air As as you can and leave them bitches there
Throw yo' hands in the air like you care This fo' niggas and 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, Together we ride, I'm too tired to get that paper, baby
Throw yo' hands in the air you don't care This fo' 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, Together we ride, I'm never too tired to get that paper,