Niggas always me (Funky) But I want 'em to on watchin' me keep give 'em sumthin' to see (Smokin')
I always like Somebody's me, watchin' me it be the way I'm still tight? Niggas that use to feel me jockin' me, jockin' me
The, whole world got too much for me To not get no dough, dough, no hoe Rock harder than the one so-so I go broke, broke
I keep comin the vocals that make most know Why the fuck I boast, boast and Why I look sad that I got some loot now? In fact, I how
when I back the Coupe out Can niggas troop out? The same way do when I show you Brat With a little bit of out
And her big ass out Get the out of you bitches lose out When the ooze out
Like orgasms, I'm the best at tantrums when I move into makin' shit If you thinkin' of one of my favorites You gotta pay a bitch I be stayin' rich I quittin', quittin' Way before, "Funkdafied" I was spittin',
yo' hands in the air like you don't care This fo' niggas and bitches 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,
If wanna see me, see me I'm give y'all to look 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 wanna jump on my wagon, I ain't lackin', lackin' on Open ya eyes when my body I try on clothes 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 Roll me something to smoke smoke and burn slow keep it a secret, tell all ya folks See you I shine, I glow, glow From the C H I C A G O,
And I trust no, nigga that a mistake for me ready to blaze and to leave with you Some of the run I can't control my finger when it pump, pump
Stay out the way when I come It's guaranteed to 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 like you don't This fo' niggas and bitches Forever you 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
I keep my bad braids when puttin' the dick on the track You can turn it down playa, we don't listen to The bass thump, we spit on crap That beat ain't tight nigga, shit ain't fat
Every time that shit out, I toss it back and I slap I be ya back to the rhythm of rap [Unverified] test it loud for the low frequency, where at? say, "I love that fuckin' shit ya did wit Da Brat!"
Actin' bad with the pad, the pen, with the paper Still smoke a under the table Put the lines in the and the hooks and the phrases Instead of puttin' out sumthin' blazin'
Get ya out my pocket, get ya foot out ya mouth And ya out ya ass And keep ya nose out my And I mean it, goddammit, 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 get some
I know it fair But I smoke with and I wrestle with bears Throw ya in the air As high as you can and leave them there
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 Hands in the air, from 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 This fo' and bitches everywhere you playas playas flash on 'em Get on 'em
And 'em say, say Hands in the air, side to side Forever I'm high, Together we ride, I'm never too tired to get that paper,