Instrumente
Ensembles
Genres
Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: Da Brat. Funkdafied. Da Shit Ya Can't Fuc Wit.


I promise the funk the whole funk and nothin' but the funk...Yoooooohoo

Chorus: I be Da B-R-A-T the new lady wit dat shit ya can't fuck wit (say 2x)

Verse 1:

Uh, fool sittin' all fat brat tat tat tat (bitch and its like that)
Well let me lift you to the sky
Just climb aboard the B-R-A-T ride
Those with no love I stay about like GOD
Quick to pull ya trigga nigga quick to pull ya card
And it don't stop and it don't quit
In ninety-fo I be the sho shot shit
And in years to come shit ain't gonna change
Sosodef, you know the name of the game
And those that say they don't, nigga bitch please
Cuz, we be known for makin' dem Geeees
Settin them swole, steady going gold
Whateva we release, whateva we unfold
So now you know in ninety-fo who's the shit
And who's got the shit dat you just can't fuck wit

Chorus

Verse 2:

Well yo, I ain't no joke never have never will be
Down your whole block you can feel me
All I do is keep fucking it up
The doper my shit the bigger my come up
Now tell me have you ever heard a female vocalist
Swift like this that kick shit like this?
I don't think so, I don't think you know
No hoe that can flow like I flow
And plus if you like it rough and rugged then you love it
Play it say it day to day you never ever get enough of it (WOOOOOOO)
Ain't I ridiculous its dat bad mamma jamma
Like hammer you can't touch this
(Don't fuck wit) My shit (nor) my click
(Don't even trip) Cuz you bound to get split....Biiitch
Ain't no thang ain't no thang
For me to put it down and make you motherfuckas swang

Bridge: Di di di dah di di di dah di day
All you suckas anxious won't you please come out and play (say 2x)

Chorus