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da brat - da b side lyrics

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b side, b side, ha check it, so so def
bad boy collaboration, the notorious b.i.g. in the house
we got da brat in the house and me
y’all know who i be, check it

i got that sh-t all you n-gg-s just love to ride to
funk for your trunk is what i provide you
so slide through your hood with me in your deck
cause your correct way to get your groove on flomps

and i paid the costs to be the boss as a kid
f-cked around and made some sh-t you can’t f-ck with
they thought luck did it but it didn’t ’cause i’m back again
back with the b.i.g. and my new-found friend

sliding in from the front, never way behind
n-gg-s wonder how i came with this style of mine
remain in your seats as i release the clip into yo’ hip
brat and biggie smalls

aw sh-t, on top of all that, i’m so, so remarkable
flow to make you motherf-ckers know
ain’t an mc coming close to touch
b-tches i like to f-ck, guns i like to bust, so

lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want
lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want

i never knew, n-gg-s had a clue on who was the king of the street
more deep than a range rover jeep, guns under the seat
and my n-gg- just came home from work, release
cristal in my lap, chronic in the air

n-gg-, p-ss that sh-t like you just don’t care
yeah, you on my sh-t list, biggie burns spliffs
when i’m p-ssed, release the rolex from your wrist
n-gg-, no human being, korean or european

be seein’ what b.i.g. be seein’, i leave ’em peein’
in they draws because biggie smalls is far from weak
brat-tat-tat, please speak, n-gg- close your eyes
’cause you already see the notorious b r a t

the raw combination, the destination
number one tote a gun with no hesitation
live with the funkdafied cutie pie
gat by the thigh, the smalls by her side

if you f-ck with her you got to f-ck with me
and we’ll be rapping at your motherf-ckin’ eulogy, so

lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want
lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want

brat-tat-tat-tat, please speak

i got the funk in my pocket, sh-t stay locked down
the n-gg- you know who represent them platinum sounds
now baby biggie, i done heard that juicy
didn’t find nothin’ but truth in the hook b

you’re pledging to wreck with a notorious n-gg- ready to die
jump in the benz, took me a little ride
round the mountain, broke a left, hit so so def
and told the n-gg- jd i was the one, f-ck the rest

we funkdafied, kicking it live
robin leach teach a n-gg- how to really survive
whether it be track or blunt, ain’t no need to front
got what you need and i take everything you ever wanted

n-gg-, we comin’ m-ss, his pimpin’ -ss
his gl-ss is full of moet, the rolex is bar-bayed
parkade, b to the r a t
rolling off swoll on chrome 17

lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want
lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want

lay back, listen to the b side, slide, glide
do whatever you want, get out your lighters
we be the rhyme writers, starters from the heart of college park
new york, chicago, wherever you wanna go

- da brat lyrics

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