Featuring Mac Daddy (Kris Kross)




Verse 1 Da Brat (Mac Daddy)



Get Down... Ain't No Room To Mess Around



When Da Brat Tat Tat Tat's All Up In Your Town



I'm In The Front With A Blunt Never Playing The Back



It's That New Nigga On The Block And I Don't Slack



Ta Dow Now (I Know You Love How I Put It Down)



Now (I Know You Love How My Shit Sounds)



So Close Your Eyes As I Mesmerize Your Mind



1 Time 2 Times 3 Times I'm



Not That Bitch To Be Fucked With Or Seen



Cause Puttin It Down Ain't No Thing Bitch You Know The Routine



Either Recite What I Write Or Hold That Ass



Cause Ain't No Seeing This G Be Hitting Your Ass With A Blast



Now (There I Go There I Go There I Go)



(With My Funkdafied Funkdafied Westside Flow)



If You Ain't Down You Best To Get Down Quick



Cause Ain't Another Bitch (like) This Bitch (right) Shit




(Hook)



When Your In The Mood To Flow Let Me Know



Cause To Me It Ain't No Thing I'm Always Ready To Go



So I Know That You Know That I Know You Gets None



But If You Want Some Come And Get Some




(Verse 2)



To Be Or Not To Be Fucked With Is Da Brat With Some Gangsta Shit



I'm Cappin Any Nigga That Step Or Disrespecting My Click



It Be The Crooked Letta O Double That Once More



Def And I Have Yet To Speak On This Bad Ass Ho



How Many Bitches Do You That Kick Shit Like This Bitch



No Nothers So Others Witness The Rack-ed Wicked



As I Bust Shit Niggas Can't Fuck With



This Bad Mamma Jamma Lick Shots Like Twin Glocks And Plus It's



On, Till I Let Them Fools Disperse



Ghetto Bust Proper First Verse After Verse



It Gets Worse As I Puff On The Chronic Smoke



Me And My Pad Locc Up I Smoke Up And Niggas Get Broke



Off, Tossed