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Da Brat - Back Up lyrics
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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