![kalimah.top](https://kalimah.top/extra/logo.png)
da brat - dirty b side lyrics
b side, b side, ha, check it
so, so def bad boy collaboration
the notorious big in the house
we got da brat in the house
and me, y’all know who i be
check it
i got that sh-t all you n-gg-s just love to ride to
funk for your trunk is what i provide you
so slide through your hood with me in your deck
’cause your correct way to get your groove on flomps
and i paid the costs to be the boss as a kid
f-cked around and made some sh-t you can’t f-ck with
they thought luck did it, but it didn’t ’cause i’m back again
back with the big and my new-found friend
sliding in from the front, never way behind
n-gg-s wonder how i came with this style of mine
remain in your seats as i release the clip into yo’ hip
brat and biggie smalls
aw, sh-t!
on top of all that, i’m so, so remarkable
flow to make you motherf-ckers know
ain’t an mc coming close to touch
b-tches i like to f-ck, guns i like to bust, so
lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want
lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want
i never knew, n-gg-s had a clue
on who was the king of the street
more deep than a range rover jeep, guns under the seat
and my n-gg- just came home from work, release
cristal in my lap, chronic in the air
(n-gg-, p-ss that sh-t like you just don’t care)
yeah, you on my sh-t list, biggie burns spliffs
when i’m p-ssed, release the rolex from your wrist
n-gg-, no human being, korean or european
be seein’ what big be seein’, i leave ’em peein’
in they draws, be’cause biggie smalls
is far from weak, brat, tat, tat, please speak
(n-gg-, close your eyes, ’cause you already see
the notorious b, r, a, t)
the raw combination, the destination
number one tote a gun with no hesitation
live with the funkdafied cutie pie
gat by the thigh, the smalls by her side
if you f-ck with her you got to f-ck with me
and we’ll be rapping at your motherf-ckin’ eulogy, so
lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want
lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want
brat, tat, tat, tat, please speak
i got the funk in my pocket, sh-t stay locked down
the n-gg- you know who represent them platinum sounds
now baby biggie, i done heard that juicy
didn’t find nuthin’ but truth, in the hook b
you’re pledging to wreck with a notorious n-gg- ready to die
jump in the benz, took me a little ride
round the mountain, broke a left, hit so, so def
and told the n-gg- jd i was the one, f-ck the rest
we funkdafied, kicking it live
robin leach teach a n-gg- how to really survive
whether it be track or blunt, ain’t no need to front
got what you need, and i take everything you ever wanted, n-gg-
we comin’ m-ss, his pimpin’ -ss, his gl-ss is full of moet
the rolex is bar-bayed, parkade, b to the r, a, t
rolling off swoll on chrome seventeen
lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want
lay on back, light up the blunts
as we give you motherf-ckers just what you want
lay back, listen to the b side
slide, glide, do whatever you want
get out your lighters
we be the rhyme writers
starters from the heart of college park
new york, chicago
wherever you wanna go
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- dan millson - love is overrated lyrics
- ton jayy - stop callin lyrics
- mart'nália - grande amor lyrics
- spaceman dela - w. t. a. d? lyrics
- charles dabeast - waiting for nothing lyrics
- pez (tr) - paramparça lyrics
- seb tender - vibin' lyrics
- jay hardway, tom & jame & jguar - run baby run lyrics
- los mortero - invasión lyrics
- los mortero - la ignorancia no es sólo mal de pobres lyrics