Da Brat:
My dear, my dear, my dear
You do not know me but I know you very well
So let me tell about Da Brat-tat-tat-tat
I'm light-skinned, redbone, peanut butter complexion
Very affectionate, very direct when I'm expressing myself
I'm 5'5", my astrology sign is aries
Thick in the thighs, 36Bs
Pretty brown eyes, no hair weaves
Put it down with these luscious so-so-so-suckable lips
Making you wanna reach out and touch 'em
Now come on and give me a kiss, muah!
Could it be them hips just pokin' out of my jeans
I showed them once or twice
And some n*ggas have become feems
I'm a javou rocking, hat cockin, blunt smoking, no stoppin', we poppin'
With constant heat dropping
Bombs on nonbelievers, charming all the people
They call it the life of leisure
I'm preaching what I'm speaking
This s*it you ain't used to seeing
So please believe that you needin'
The B to the muthaf*cking R-A-T
Mariah:
I guess you wonder where I've been
I searched to find a love within
I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you
And I can't let it go
Da Brat:
I stepped in the club y'all, hey now
N*ggas showing they love y'all, hey now
I rap for my thugs y'all, hey now
Especially my n*ggas, they got the ooh!
I'll be sitting in my car waiting on you
To drop off my package
A big zipped locked baggy to support my habit
We go together like Roger and Jessica Rabbit
I'm spoiled rotten
I'm rocking pink silk panties at the moment
But I sport cotton
But Jeanie's dreamin' of Jeanie will blink me to Scotty
So he can beam me
Pump adrenaline in my blood stream
Proceed extremely with caution
I'm probably gleaming
'Cause my bling bling is worth a fortune
It seems things will never change
So I puff often 'cause these days, n*ggas is crazy
And you can't pay me to roll without my AK
Mariah:
I guess you wonder where I've been
I searched to find a love within
I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you
And I can't let it go
Da Brat:
I can't let go of this game
I can't let go of this fame
But for sure, before I go you n*ggas gonn' know my name
I'm the shit, 'cause I'm so doogie, one in a million
Cop a Brazilian for the coochie that rides smoothly
Pass the doogie, the dutchie
Rudely interrupted
Your regularly scheduled program
I throw down and bust it
And ain't no hoe around touching me
I'm sharper than cutlery
I slice niggas to itty bitty pieces
Dice 'em and knock 'em
I stepped in the club y'all, hey now
N*ggas showing they love y'all, hey now
I rap for my thugs y'all, hey now
Especially my n*ggas, they got the ooh!
Mariah:
I guess you wonder where I've been
I searched to find a love within
I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you
And I can't let it go
Written by Shawntae Harris, L.T. Hutton, Robert Caldwell, Alfons Kettner.
Produced by L.T. Hutton and Da Brat.
