Da Brat Come And Get Some Lyrics

Verse 1 - Da Brat (Mac Daddy)
Get down... ain't no room to mess around
When Da Brat-tat-tat-tat's all up in your town
I'm in the front with a blunt never playing the back
It's that new n____ on the block and I don't slack
Ta- dow now (I know you love how I put it down)
Now (I know you love how my s___ sounds)
So close your eyes as I mesmerize your mind
1 time 2 times 3 times I'm
Not that b____ to be f___ed with or seen
Cause puttin it down ain't no thing b____ you know the routine
Either recite what I write or hold that a__
Cause ain't no seeing this G be hitting your a__ with a blast
Now (There I go there I go there I go)
(With my funkdafied funkdafied westside flow)
If you ain't down you best to get down quick
Cause ain't another b____ (like) this b____ (right) s___

(Hook)
When your in the mood to flow let me know
Cause to me it ain't no thing I'm always ready to go
So I know that you know that I know you gets none
But if you want some come and get some

(Verse 2)
To be or not to be f___ed with is Da Brat with some gangsta s___
I'm cappin any n____ that step or disrespecting my click
It be the crooked letta O double that once more
Def and I have yet to speak on this bad a__ ho
How many b____es do you that kick s___ like this b____
No nothers so others witness the rack-ed wicked
As I bust s___ n____s can't f___ with
This bad mamma jamma lick shots like twin glocks and plus it's
On, till I let them fools disperse
Ghetto bust proper first verse after verse
It gets worse as I puff on the chronic smoke
Me and my pad locc up I smoke up and n____s get broke
Off, tossed like a cloth
I gives a f___ about what n____s say how they walk how they talk
Cause to meet 'em y'all needs to quit
Cause in '94 I be the wrong b____ to f___ with

(Hook)

(Verse 3 - Mac Daddy)
Now as the sound breaks down let me slide up in
The M-A-C's who I be Kris Kross is who I represent
For so very long
But this time I'm with Da Brat and once again it's on
With the K to the K (by the way) dum di di dum
Mr. Mac pack now can I drop the bomb
Saggin all dressed in black
I'm the n____ with them braids shades khakis and pimp packs
Leanin to the side peepin out the scene
n____s on my d___ cause I got green and I'm a fiend
To the microphone which I'm known to rock