Da Brat, Mystikal - Hands in the Air lyrics
[Da Brat, Mystikal - Hands in the Air lyrics]
Niggas always watchin me (funky)
But, I want em to keep on watchin me
I'ma keep give em sumthin to see (smokin)
I always feel like
Somebody's watchin me, watchin me
Could it be the way I'm still tight?
Niggas that didn't use to feel me jockin me
Jockin me
The, whole world got too much money for me
To not get no dough, dough, can't no hoe
Rock harder than the one from So-So
I never go broke broke
I keep comin with the vocals
That make most know
Why the fuck I boast, boast and brag
Why should I look sad that
I got some loot now? In fact, I knew how
Watch when I back the Coupe out
Can niggas just troop out
The same way they do when I show you Brat
With a little bit of boobs out
And her big ass protrude out
Get the news out
Some of you bitches lose out
When the sexiness ooze out
Like orgasms, I'm the best at this
Throwin tantrums when I move into makin shit
If you thinkin of becomin one of my favorites
You gotta pay a bitch
Cause, I be stayin rich
I ain't quittin, quittin
Way before "Funkdafied" I was spittin
Spittin
Throw yo hands in the air like you don't care
This fo niggas and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas playas flash on em
Get cash on em and make em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to side
Forever im high, high together we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get that paper, baby
If y'all wanna see me, see me
Im give y'all somethin to look look at
Make a nigga neck turn turn for Brat
Burn burn these hoes cuz I'm back
And my pants still sag
It's automatic, they wanna jump on my wagon
Wagon i ain't lackin lackin on shit
Open ya eyes when my body when I
Try on clothes that fit fit
I'm articulate and particulate on who
I let hit hit and get up in the middle of
The center of my tootsie roll
Roll me something to smoke smoke
And burn slow slow
Don't keep it a secret, tell all ya folks
See you when I shine, I glow, glow
From the C-H-IC-A-GO, 6-0-6-4-4
And I trust no
Nigga that make a mistake for me
Guns ready to blaze and to leave with you
Some of the ones run
I can't control my trigger finger
When it pump pump
Stay out the way when I come come
It's guaranteed to bump bump the trunk, uh
And put a hump in ya back
If niggas is askin who's thumpin
It's Brat Brat
Throw yo hands in the air like you don't care
This fo niggas and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas playas flash on em
Get cash on em and make em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to side
Forever im high, high together we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get that paper, baby
I keep my bad braids back when
Puttin the dick on the track
You can turn it down playa
We don't listen to that
The bass don't thump, we spit on crap
That beat ain't tight nigga
That shit ain't fat
Everytime that shit come out
I toss it back and I slap
I be breakin ya back to the rhythm of rap
Test it loud for the low frequency
Where it's at? Niggas say
"I love that fuckin shit ya did wit Da Brat!"
Actin bad with the pad, with the pen
With the paper
Still smoke a nigga under the table
Put the lines in the words and
The hooks and the phrases
Instead of puttin out sumthin thats blazin
Get ya hand out my pocket
Get ya foot out ya mouth
And ya head out ya ass
And keep ya nose out my buisness
And I mean it, goddammit
Cuz I'm fiddinta get MAD!
I put em in the trash bag
Twist tie, put em out Monday and Wednesday
I kick em in they raggely ass
Take money from em and you
Know I better get some i know it ain't fair
But, I smoke with alligators and
I wrestle with bears
Throw ya hands in the air
As high as you can
And leave them bitches there!
Throw yo hands in the air like you don't care
This fo niggas and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas playas flash on em
Get cash on em and make em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to side
Forever im high, high together we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get that paper, baby
Throw yo hands in the air like you don't care
This fo niggas and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas playas flash on em
Get cash on em and make em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to side
Forever im high, high together we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get that paper, baby
But, I want em to keep on watchin me
I'ma keep give em sumthin to see (smokin)
I always feel like
Somebody's watchin me, watchin me
Could it be the way I'm still tight?
Niggas that didn't use to feel me jockin me
Jockin me
The, whole world got too much money for me
To not get no dough, dough, can't no hoe
Rock harder than the one from So-So
I never go broke broke
I keep comin with the vocals
That make most know
Why the fuck I boast, boast and brag
Why should I look sad that
I got some loot now? In fact, I knew how
Watch when I back the Coupe out
Can niggas just troop out
The same way they do when I show you Brat
With a little bit of boobs out
And her big ass protrude out
Get the news out
Some of you bitches lose out
When the sexiness ooze out
Like orgasms, I'm the best at this
Throwin tantrums when I move into makin shit
If you thinkin of becomin one of my favorites
You gotta pay a bitch
Cause, I be stayin rich
I ain't quittin, quittin
Way before "Funkdafied" I was spittin
Spittin
Throw yo hands in the air like you don't care
This fo niggas and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas playas flash on em
Get cash on em and make em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to side
Forever im high, high together we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get that paper, baby
If y'all wanna see me, see me
Im give y'all somethin to look look at
Make a nigga neck turn turn for Brat
Burn burn these hoes cuz I'm back
And my pants still sag
It's automatic, they wanna jump on my wagon
Wagon i ain't lackin lackin on shit
Open ya eyes when my body when I
Try on clothes that fit fit
I'm articulate and particulate on who
I let hit hit and get up in the middle of
The center of my tootsie roll
Roll me something to smoke smoke
And burn slow slow
Don't keep it a secret, tell all ya folks
See you when I shine, I glow, glow
From the C-H-IC-A-GO, 6-0-6-4-4
And I trust no
Nigga that make a mistake for me
Guns ready to blaze and to leave with you
Some of the ones run
I can't control my trigger finger
When it pump pump
Stay out the way when I come come
It's guaranteed to bump bump the trunk, uh
And put a hump in ya back
If niggas is askin who's thumpin
It's Brat Brat
Throw yo hands in the air like you don't care
This fo niggas and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas playas flash on em
Get cash on em and make em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to side
Forever im high, high together we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get that paper, baby
I keep my bad braids back when
Puttin the dick on the track
You can turn it down playa
We don't listen to that
The bass don't thump, we spit on crap
That beat ain't tight nigga
That shit ain't fat
Everytime that shit come out
I toss it back and I slap
I be breakin ya back to the rhythm of rap
Test it loud for the low frequency
Where it's at? Niggas say
"I love that fuckin shit ya did wit Da Brat!"
Actin bad with the pad, with the pen
With the paper
Still smoke a nigga under the table
Put the lines in the words and
The hooks and the phrases
Instead of puttin out sumthin thats blazin
Get ya hand out my pocket
Get ya foot out ya mouth
And ya head out ya ass
And keep ya nose out my buisness
And I mean it, goddammit
Cuz I'm fiddinta get MAD!
I put em in the trash bag
Twist tie, put em out Monday and Wednesday
I kick em in they raggely ass
Take money from em and you
Know I better get some i know it ain't fair
But, I smoke with alligators and
I wrestle with bears
Throw ya hands in the air
As high as you can
And leave them bitches there!
Throw yo hands in the air like you don't care
This fo niggas and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas playas flash on em
Get cash on em and make em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to side
Forever im high, high together we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get that paper, baby
Throw yo hands in the air like you don't care
This fo niggas and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas playas flash on em
Get cash on em and make em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to side
Forever im high, high together we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get that paper, baby