Uh oh o, uh uh o, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
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Uh oh o, uh uh o, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
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Verse One:
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Bringing more noise than pg-we true and flew in life
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Leave us-JD and rock a party all night tight nigga
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One,two,three,four,five,six,seven
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I can rap like hell but make it sound like heaven well
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Seven,six,five,four,three,two,one
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JD-what the deal is? Lemme get some
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How many occasions,you and your liasons
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Can't fuck with this phenomenon,division,separated from the norm
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Pop a lot of Shawn Don and celebrate the good times
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So get your groove on, pulling on the in-and let's all get high
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In the back of my-Black on Black,you come through in ninety
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Bumpin' you remind me with the cops right behind me
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I got head rest, Genesis played by the Brat-Hey
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Bulletproof windows, for negroes, that wanna act
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Don't wanna face the fact, That that's the way we live
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Lookin' everyday Jig, Buyin' everything big-You dig? Nigga
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You don't wanna' go the distance-Surrender-Consistence
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Allows me the key clock contender
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And enter a new millenium,Cracking mutherfuckers craniums
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Droppin Bombs-Saddam Hussein and nigga's straining
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Hit a little,I'm feeling tickles from the nickels I smoked
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The sweat trickle,as I slid a little liquor down my throat
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It ain't no hope for these nigga's who broke and acting big willy
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They dream to see a milly and talk shit before it happen really
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Spark up another philly and eyewitness
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The Brat fulfilling champagne and caviar wishes
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The lifestyle of the bitch is famous,Make the payment to chante
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Embarass nigga's live a hobby-All day harris
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Fly me to the moon,soon and very soon stay tuned
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Prepare to meet you doom 'cause it ain't no room for you
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Chorus
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No matter what they keep on saying and what they thinking
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We be keepin' in live,Keepin' it live-Its' like straight to the scene
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It's like that it's Da Brat just
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Keepin' it live,Keepin' it we make you say
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ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,ah-ahh,ah-ah-ahh
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ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,ah-ahh,ah-ah-ahh
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Verse Two:
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And if you're feeling for masquerade,I can rock a party today
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Breaking parlay as we stack cakes of cheddar
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Butter like parkay,wanted in four plates-sex
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So-so definitely the best,Better watch your step
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It's pooky,Trap with hits I make 'em clap to this
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You knew we was coming back to kick some asses kid
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It's nigga's like me that have more fun
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Pop mo' bottles than the next one
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Supermodel sex and make a portion
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Now catch me if you can like the gingerbread man
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Fifty grand in my hand sit-tin' on top of the world
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Half drunk,high as fuck,shitting hard,legs swinging
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Bringing the ruckus to all motherfuckers-woooo
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Hey yo,Brat you Da funk bandit
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Act like you know,the baddest sweet habit having mommy to hit the door
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Flash it a little,living riddles can't buy the vittles
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Get cash,Life don't only come once-to let it pass
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To all my nigga's rockin' big jewels,brand new shoes and new kicks
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Nigga's from the old school that started all this shit
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Big time weightholders,Dope clocking for years
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Nigga's you watched as a shorty thinking that's the way to live
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Giving all I got to give,us bitches is pushing sixes
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With ten thousand dollar bracelets around they wrist
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Legistics,is strictly riches,the other fishes in the sea
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Can't be malicious as me,fucking with G's
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Chorus
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No matter what they keep on saying and what they thinking
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We be keepin' in live,Keepin' it live-Its' like straight to the scene
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It's like that it's Da Brat just
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Keepin' it live,Keepin' it we make you say
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ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,ah-ahh,ah-ah-ahh
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ah-ah-ah-ah-ah,ah-ahh,ah-ah-ahh
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Keepin' It Live
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Da Brat |