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 Could it be the way I'm still Niggas that didn't use to me jockin' me, jockin' me
The, whole got too much money for me To not get no dough, dough, no hoe Rock than the one from so-so I go broke, broke
I keep with the vocals that make most know Why the fuck I boast, boast and Why should I look sad that I got some now? In fact, I how
when I back the Coupe out Can niggas troop out? The same way they do 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 ooze out
Like orgasms, I'm the best at Throwin' tantrums when I move makin' shit If you thinkin' of 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' 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 Hands in the air, side to side I'm high, high Together we ride, I'm never too tired to get paper, baby
If wanna see me, see me I'm give somethin' to look look at Make a nigga neck turn for Brat Burn these hoes 'cause I'm back and my pants still sag
It's automatic, they jump on my wagon, wagon I lackin', lackin' on shit ya eyes 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 something to smoke smoke and slow slow Don't 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, that make a mistake for me Guns ready to blaze and to with you Some of the run I control my trigger 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' 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, Together we ride, I'm too tired to get that paper, baby
I keep my bad back when puttin' the dick on the track You can turn it down playa, we listen to that The don't thump, we spit on crap That beat ain't nigga, that shit ain't fat
time that shit come out, I toss it back and I slap I be breakin' ya back to the of rap [Unverified] 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, with the pen, the paper Still smoke a nigga under the Put the in the words and the hooks and the phrases Instead of puttin' out sumthin' blazin'
Get ya hand out my pocket, get ya out ya mouth And ya out ya ass And keep ya 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 kick 'em in raggely ass money from 'em and you know I better get some
I it ain't 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' hands in the air like you don't fo' niggas and bitches everywhere Forever you 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 never too to get that paper, baby
Throw yo' in the air like you don't care This fo' and bitches everywhere Forever you playas playas 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 never too to get that paper, baby