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  • ******s always watchin me (funky!)
    But I want em to keep on watchin me
    I'ma keep give em sumthin to see (smokin!)
    I always feel like
    Somebody's watchin me, watchin me
    Could it be the way
    I'm still tight?
    ******s that didn't use to feel me jockin me, jockin me
    The, whole world got too much money for me
    To not get no dough, dough, can't no hoe
    Rock harder than the one from
    So-So I never go broke broke
    I keep comin with the vocals that make most know
    Why the ******
    I boast, boast and brag
    Why should
    I look sad that
    I got some loot now?
    In fact, I knew how watch when
    I back the
    Coupe out
    Can ******s just troop out
    The same way they do when
    I show you
    Brat With a little bit of boobs out
    And her big ass protrude out
    Get the news out
    Some of you ******* lose out
    When the ***iness ooze out
    Like orgasms,
    I'm the best at this
    Throwin tantrums when
    I move into makin *******t
    If you thinkin of becomin one of my favorites
    You gotta pay a *******
    Cause I be stayin rich
    I ain't quittin, quittin
    Wave a 4 45, spittin, spittin [chorus]
    Throw yo hands in the air like you dont care
    This fo ******s and ******* everywhere
    Forever you playas playas flash on em, get cash on em
    And make em say, say
    Hands in the air, from side to side
    Forever im high, high
    Together we ride, ride
    I'm never too tired
    To get that paper, baby [Da Brat]
    If y'all wanna see me, see me
    Im give y'all somethin to look look at
    Make a ****** neck turn turn for
    Brat Burn burn these hoes cuz
    I'm back and my pants still sag
    It's automatic, they wanna jump on my wagon, wagon
    I ain't lackin lackin on *******t
    Open ya eyes when my body when
    I try on clothes that fit fit
    I'm articulate and particulate on who
    I let hit hit
    And get up in the middle of the center of my tootsie roll
    Roll me something to smoke smoke and burn slow slow
    Don't keep it a secret, tell all ya folks
    See you when
    I *******ne, I glow, glow
    From the C-
    H-I-C-A-GO, 6-0-6-4-4
    And I trust no, ****** that make a mistake for me
    Guns ready to blaze and to leave with you
    Some of the ones run
    I can't control my trigger finger when it pump pump
    Stay out the way when
    I come come
    It's guaranteed to bump bump the trunk, uh
    And put a hump in ya back
    If ******s is askin who's thumpin, it's
    Brat Brat [chorus] [Mystikal]
    I keep my bad braids back when puttin the ****** on the track
    You can turn it down playa, we don't listen to that
    The bass dont thump, the snare don't clap,
    That beat ain't tight ******, that *******t ain't fat
    Everytime
    I touch the mic, another record ya slap
    I be breakin ya back to the rhythm of rap
    Test it loud for the low kickin', slow and fast
    ******s say, "I love that ****** *******t ya did wit Da Brat!"
    Actin bad with the pad, with the pen, with the paper
    Still smoke a ****** under the table
    Put the lines in the words and the hooks and the phrases
    Instead of puttin out sumthin thats blazin
    Get ya hand out my pocket, get ya foot out ya mouth
    And ya head out ya ass
    And keep ya nose out my buisness
    And I mean it, goddammit, cuz
    I'm fiddinta get
    MAD! I put em in the trash bag
    Twist, tie, put em out
    Monday and
    Wednesday
    I kick em in they raggely ass
    Take money from em everytime
    I bet against 'em
    I know it ain't fair but
    I swim with alligators and
    I wrestle with bears
    Throw ya hands in the air
    As high as you can, and leave them ******* there
  • ******s always watchin me (funky!)
    But I want em to keep on watchin me
    I'ma keep give em sumthin to see (smokin!)
    I always feel like
    Somebody's watchin me, watchin me
    Could it be the way
    I'm still tight?
    ******s that didn't use to feel me jockin me, jockin me
    The, whole world got too much money for me
    To not get no dough, dough, can't no hoe
    Rock harder than the one from
    So-So I never go broke broke
    I keep comin with the vocals that make most know
    Why the ******
    I boast, boast and brag
    Why should
    I look sad that
    I got some loot now?
    In fact, I knew how watch when
    I back the
    Coupe out
    Can ******s just troop out
    The same way they do when
    I show you
    Brat With a little bit of boobs out
    And her big ass protrude out
    Get the news out
    Some of you ******* lose out
    When the ***iness ooze out
    Like orgasms,
    I'm the best at this
    Throwin tantrums when
    I move into makin *******t
    If you thinkin of becomin one of my favorites
    You gotta pay a *******
    Cause I be stayin rich
    I ain't quittin, quittin
    Wave a 4 45, spittin, spittin [chorus]
    Throw yo hands in the air like you dont care
    This fo ******s and ******* everywhere
    Forever you playas playas flash on em, get cash on em
    And make em say, say
    Hands in the air, from side to side
    Forever im high, high
    Together we ride, ride
    I'm never too tired
    To get that paper, baby [Da Brat]
    If y'all wanna see me, see me
    Im give y'all somethin to look look at
    Make a ****** neck turn turn for
    Brat Burn burn these hoes cuz
    I'm back and my pants still sag
    It's automatic, they wanna jump on my wagon, wagon
    I ain't lackin lackin on *******t
    Open ya eyes when my body when
    I try on clothes that fit fit
    I'm articulate and particulate on who
    I let hit hit
    And get up in the middle of the center of my tootsie roll
    Roll me something to smoke smoke and burn slow slow
    Don't keep it a secret, tell all ya folks
    See you when
    I *******ne, I glow, glow
    From the C-
    H-I-C-A-GO, 6-0-6-4-4
    And I trust no, ****** that make a mistake for me
    Guns ready to blaze and to leave with you
    Some of the ones run
    I can't control my trigger finger when it pump pump
    Stay out the way when
    I come come
    It's guaranteed to bump bump the trunk, uh
    And put a hump in ya back
    If ******s is askin who's thumpin, it's
    Brat Brat [chorus] [Mystikal]
    I keep my bad braids back when puttin the ****** on the track
    You can turn it down playa, we don't listen to that
    The bass dont thump, the snare don't clap,
    That beat ain't tight ******, that *******t ain't fat
    Everytime
    I touch the mic, another record ya slap
    I be breakin ya back to the rhythm of rap
    Test it loud for the low kickin', slow and fast
    ******s say, "I love that ****** *******t ya did wit Da Brat!"
    Actin bad with the pad, with the pen, with the paper
    Still smoke a ****** under the table
    Put the lines in the words and the hooks and the phrases
    Instead of puttin out sumthin thats blazin
    Get ya hand out my pocket, get ya foot out ya mouth
    And ya head out ya ass
    And keep ya nose out my buisness
    And I mean it, goddammit, cuz
    I'm fiddinta get
    MAD! I put em in the trash bag
    Twist, tie, put em out
    Monday and
    Wednesday
    I kick em in they raggely ass
    Take money from em everytime
    I bet against 'em
    I know it ain't fair but
    I swim with alligators and
    I wrestle with bears
    Throw ya hands in the air
    As high as you can, and leave them ******* there