Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Jeffrey B Atkins, Jermaine Dupri, Shawntae Harris, Carlton Lewis Jr Lowe
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Da BratBack Up Lyrics:
featuring Ja Rule
[Da Brat] (JD)
This a test
(Bounce) uh, uh, uh-oh
This ain't no test
(Bounce) uh, uh, uh-oh
It's the real shit
(Bounce) uh, uh, uh-oh
(Bounce) uh, uh, uh-oh
Yeah
(Bounce) uh, uh, uh-oh
(Bounce) uh-oh (bounce)
[Da Brat] (JD)
If you can feel it in your back (Baby)
It's the sounds of the
motherfuckin' Brat (Baby)
In the corner passing blunts,
sippin' Yack (Baby)
And if you must play the game
Then gamble the stake's raised
Take baby to Vegas I need the paper
My flesh burnin'
Niggas got me under
surveillance their necks
turnin'
I'm an international playa,
close observation
The best policy is to stay in y'all faces
The bad seed, I get niggas
like I breath it's easy
Been through niggas lyin' and
cheatin' with bitches that's
sleazy
None of it's worth repeatin'
If you flash money, spend that
money or you can beat it
I'mma star now, so it wasn't
really shit for me to get
shot down
Spit illicit, unrestricted
game, I'm independent
Open the door to the bank but g's spent this
1 - If you out here doing things
You're a honey getting money
Playin' all of these fellas like dummies
Make all the right moves when
it comes to the game
(Tell them they better back up)
(Playa, playa back up)
If you out here doing things
(Doin' doin' thangs)
You're a playa getting money
Spending none on none of these hoes
Make all the right moves when
it comes to the game
(Tell 'em they better back up)
(Shorty, shorty back up)
[Ja Rule]
For the first time I can see my lifeline
And you're ahead of me
Thank God hard to imagine me
But Lord why me?
I'm the bad spirit that tortures
the souls of the nearest
Untouched pussy, what'chu want with me?
Been through lesbianage, menage et tois
Been even synonymous to
hoes that floss and trick
their dough
If you livin' it, my life
You live it as limited
Cause too many worlds collide
the killer degenerate
I'll die in it
As long as I keep my guns burn
And Brat pushin' the Verge
And the crack isn't German
Listen Ja bring the heat
catching niggas on their
third wind
We supply the pressure (Baby!)
Shit it'll never end try to get out
But baby you're locked in
My world sip Hen and suffer from sin
I'm sickening like Heroin
Ja Rule the veteran, true with you
But baby girl if you
Repeat 1
[Da Brat]
A girl like me need a lot
So I proceed to plot
And continue to add pieces
to the rock collection
that I got
Shine on y'all light up the whole block
I'm causing on Ja
[Ja Rule]
Shit on a nigga like me you need a lot
Coming with game, what'chu got
It's murda, if you don't get shot
I clicky-clack on those pot
post up on niggas
Fuck y'all bitches
[Da Brat]
Shit fuck y'all niggas, you
can't live without pussy
Be disrespectful and get no more nookie
Most of these hoes check y'all
cause niggas ain't shit
[Ja Rule]
Y'all dismissed and y'all know
Bitches ain't shit
But live with it if the dick don't fit
[Da Brat]
Get it or quit it
And acquaint Shaunte with your money
I gotta get it
Repeat 1 till end w/ Da Brat ad-libs
[Da Brat]
All I'm saying is do thangs
Ya know what I'm saying
Make the right moves
Ya know what I'm saying
Man, woman, boy, or girl
Pimp, prostitute, he-heh
Do thangs to get that loot
Ya know what I'm saying
Tell 'em to back up
Cause it's the Da Brat
So, So
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