Da B Side – Da Brat – letras

[Intro: Jermaine Dupri]B Side, B side, check itSoSoDef, Bad Boy, collaborationThe Notorious BIG’s in the houseWe got Da Brat in the houseAnd me, y’all know who I beCheck itI got beats and beatsThat ya love to rock toFunk from my trunk is what I provide youSo slide through your hood with me in your deckCause yo, correct way to get your groove on, flossinI paid the costs to be the boss as a kidNow I be the one that you can’t mess witThey thought luck did it, but it didn’t cause I’m back againBack with the Big and my new found friend[Da Brat]sliding in from the front, never way behindyou’re tryin to figure how I came with this style of mineremain, in your seats as I release the clip into yo’ hipBrat and Biggie Smalls[Notorious B.I.G.]oh shit, on top of all that, I’m so-soremarkable, flow, making competition knowain’t any MC coming close to theNotorious B.I.G.baby, baby[Chorus][Notorious B.I.G.]I never knew that you never had a clue of who was the king of the streetmore deep than a range rover jeep, guns under the seatand my man just came home from workrelease, chrysalis in my lap, chronic in the air(now Biggie pass what’s lit like you just don’t care)yeah, you on my hit list, Biggie burns spliffswhen I’m pissed, release the rolex from your wristbaby, no human being, Korean or Europeanbe seeing what we be seeing, now they be peeingin they drawers, because Biggie Smalls will spark a weedbrat-tat-tat please speak[Da Brat]just close your eyes, cause you already see(fool)the Notorious B-R-A-T[Notorious B.I.G.]The raw combination destination, number onetote a gun with no hestiationlive with the funkdified cutie piegat by the side, the Smalls by her side,if you mess with her you gots to mess with meand we’ll be rapping at your eulogy, baby[Chorus]Brat-tat-tat-tat please speak[Da Brat]I got the funk in my pocket, keep it locked downshorty you know who represents them platinuim soundnow Biggie, baby, I done heard that Juicydidn’t find nuthin but truth, in the hook Byou’re pledging to wreck with a notorious hustler ready to diejump in the benz, took me a little rideround the mountain, broke a left, hit SoSoDefand told the homey JD I was the one, buck the restwe Funkdafied, kicking it liveRobin Leach teaching me how to really surviverather it be, track or blunt, ain’t no need to frontgot what you need, and I take everything you ever wanted, nuckawe come in mass, is clipping ass, my glass is full of moetthe rolex is bar-bayed, parkade, b to the r, ah, a-trolling off swoll on chrome 17