Da Brat - World Premiere (feat. Jermaine Dupri) Lyrics:
Yo, okay, kids I was sittin` on the block, the other day man
Some fine ass girl walked by
And she was lookin`, I`m lookin` back
She said, uh, JD I love those 20`s on your car

I said I beg your motherf**kin` pardon
Them is Michael Jordan`s baby
She gotta understand the type of ni**a you dealin` with
A young, fly, flashy So So Def representer
The biggest thing in the city since Martin Luther the King
Uh, holla at `em

Brooklyn is what I`m reppin`
Disrespect and bullets fly in your direction
Ridin shotgun with JD I got so so connections
Locos and the chrome blows, homie not to mention

I got four homes that I own, I`m certified pimpin`
Cross my path, shots blast instant
Extort your ass the kid got henchmens
The whole Brooklyn for instance

Red dot, ruthless, head shots stop you from thinkin`
A best seller`s what I`m inkin`
Another Brooklyn classic, straight acid, keep listenin`
Twin Desert Eagles, duck when I`m twistin` `em

Rims spin on sick vehicles, look we killin` `em
Manson and gas my adrenaline, racin` fast
Switchin` four lanes with weight up in the stash
I`m livin` so so better now, the so so dash
Is what I`m sittin` on, blowin` up so so fast

Yeah, uh, huh
Yo, You really don`t wanna get hit
Hot lid when I empty the clip
Drop kid if you droppin` your lip

Never know enough about but I talk s**t
You must wanna eat up my c**t
Everything we ever did on is sick
We don`t have a party, we rich

We cut it up with anybody we with
And I`m the main one, havin` to fit
Can`t nobody do it like this
I got a gat by the side like my man Big

Stand out on that song he did with me
You feelin` the presence of So So Def
Rest assure we gettin the money
Crush your label there`s no more left

Just fables fictional characters I
Stay away from those who embellish the truth and LIE
I`m kickin the same s**t you been used to since Funkdafied
Let your mind escape, you laid away back and enjoy the ride

Yeah, I`m rollin` on deuce trays
Shoot all my Tequila straight
Catch me at the bar of the bay
I might even buy you a little drank

We been choppin` paper for years
Ain`t scared of you ni**az out here
Some of ya`ll might think we disappear
But every time the resurgence is clear

Yo, yo
Brooklyn has to be two of the illest
Felons to be diluted I do whatever, to foot it
Like I wanna do it, like I do it
When I done it

Pussy, pussy, roll like caine
Just rhymin` with Benz or present with the Coupe-a
Drive my lifestyle down
I`m between lines and my new slip

2003, M.O.P. ni**a you see
My fundamentals of a street life ni**a
Cuffin` her hair, have it over left, nothin` to fear, Biatch

Warriorz, warriorz, come out and play
(Come out and play)
From the dark side, where we reside, we die for
We a whole different breed of men, you need to squeeze us in
We`ll get in where we fit in like

Buk, buk, buk, buk, buk buk, buk
Still rockin`, what`s poppin`, you still lookin` shooken
We a long way from the day when you overlook Brooklyn
It`s like lotto Duke the way we represent it
You really gotta be in it to present it, you get it?
We God

Yeah, you see this s**t right?
You know what I`m sayin`, it`s So So Def
You dig, this is a world premiere
JD, this is a world premiere
You dig? Hahaha, yeah
And I`m the Brat a tat-tat-tat, you dig

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