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Da Brat f 22 - Breeve On Em

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[Da Brat]
I Don`t stop, I stay hot, y`all stay shocked, we keep it locked
Just throw yo hands in the air motherfuckas
I came to make y`all freak one another
I, I keep bangin`, I keep slangin`
We keep watching niggas die for simple things
So I keep swingin`, fuckin` a nigga head up
Dead up, I`m fed up feel my lead bust

[22]
Now I don`t stop, but I smoke weed
I ain`t gotta pop rocks no more I got G`s
Just wave you hands from side to side
Cause we gone show keep it live
We got greed in our eyes, I keep spittin`, I keep rippin`
I keep women, I creep and keep hittin`
They impressed with my shoe size, deuce I`m with you tonight
Girl if you do it right, me and you can do it twice

[Da Brat]
When I`m called on to bust, wanna get yo brawl on with us
Can`t ball with us, too hard to touch
22 fuckin` up they callin` us

[22]
Im the first one off the bus, got nuts to lust
They keep rushin` for status, some more than you got it
All for cabbage as far as we got it

[Da Brat]
So don`t push me, I`m too close to the edge
Bout to go loco on these niggas, leave`em for dead, and

[22]
When it`s time for us, bitch we diamond cut
I`m 22, We West-Chi

[Da Brat]
And I`m da motherfuckin` Brat right

Hook: (say 2x)

If you won`t ride then say so, why play make dough
Turn playa hatin` foes to hoes
Too strong for your nose, shoot up I got the best blow
It`s potent and rushed out the stores, cop yours

[22]
When I hit the door, nigga best move, guess who
We ain`t got no dress shoes, just a couple scarves and a vest too
Test who why you trippin` we came to party
Run game and probably leave the party with somebody
Gotta be hard, women they love to touch it
And when I fuck `em they hypnotized
Sprung cause I hit it right, tongue tied sometimes
Like Zinfandel wine, got they mind blown
In my zone, I`m a grown man, gone I ain`t tryin` to keep her
She got nice features, but so do Mesha, Imma keep creepin`
Keep getting deeper they playa hate me all of a sudden
A new kid bussin`, you hear it hush and she
Scared to cut___fuckin` too many hoes, me I got
Twenty hoes, I`ma hoe, be a hoe, spend the dough, see a show
Let it be known playa west to east
Cause I`m the dog that fell in love with the Georgia Peach

Hook

[Da Brat]
I heard you wanna hit this twat, nigga I thought not
Fell up in the party with a phat knot, glock cocked
Got too much of my own shit to stop
And look for niggas, when I make any dick rock
Shook them niggas, took all they cheese, still they say
They body`s callin` for me, wanna go half on a seed and shit
Fuck that, I got half on the weed and shit and I`m Brat
One of a kind of my breed and shit and you can find me
On the West Side of Chi with my thieving click, believe a bitch
Cause ain`t no nigga hated on the pussy yet
Squeeze the dick, got grip, they can`t forget
Ain`t a hoe tight like me, flow tight like me
Quote, write and recite, fuck all night like me
They say is she is or is she ain`t a dyke
You curious cause you wanna fuck me tonight

Hook

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