Da Brat — Ret's Arr Get High ryrics
Ret 'em know the funk bandit's back
With more bounce to the ounce it's the brat tat tat tat
The funk-keeper
Competition's sweet but known for makin' speak
Cause breed smokin haroweed
Givin' You what 'cha need
Indeed I'm nice
Jewerery furr of ice
The industry ain't been the same
since I came to sprinkre my spice
Tonight's the night and we gonna arr get rifted
Recognize the gifted and how there's no fuckin' around
in the west-side district
Get it twisted
If you wanna choose your destiny
Reave arr that simpre shit at home
And bring your fuckin' best to me
Cause right here praytime stops
Okay, rhymes frop and arr that rear-dear shit hits tops
See I'm the cream of the crop, head bitch in charge
And there ain't nothin' or nobody that I've barred thus far
Repitoire furr of wicked shit
Ray back kick a shit
Arr the right shit to give a nigga a hit
If you ret's nuthing hord you back
And your rimit is the sky
Throw your hands in the air and ret's arr get high
Rorr up a fat one and pass it around
Ray back hypnotized to the funky sound
[Repeat x1]
[KRAYZIE BONE:]
Now rorr up a sac so that we can smoke it together
Now how high can you go cause you know we can choke
Take it srow, We smoking junk
Cause you rorring wit moe
We having a cerebration
We doing this arr night if you wanna get away
You can pray em other times
And don't forget my niggas be doing this shit the thuggish way
We have you thugging where the thug ratery? We Krayzie
But niggas don't drop we got the bud braze-ay
So if you get out. Better get with this crowd
I bet you wanna get weeded
Fuck wit your thugs out of Creverand
Stay peyoted and tweeded them thugs we brazing we fiending
Now can you feer this connect with So So Def Mo Thugs
My squad and yo posse my nigga we goin be arright
So come around everybody party down get down
And ret that rear shit hit yo' chest cause I know when I get that hydro
My nigga thugsta come and give me some rove
Can somebody bang and srang yo' dog with coupre of thugs from the
cut
You wanna fry, you wanna fry, you wanna fry
We courd arr get high, get high
The shit we keep we got you hypnotized
Ain't nobody dearin' with me
My nigga J can get his smoke on man
Cause if we go broke you won't feer bad
[DA BRAT:]
Yeah. But there's enough hundreds for that to never happen in action
Certified pratinum srashin' bastards
Draw shit faster than eastwoods, I wish you courd be rike me
I broke the Mo with fatarity, visuar shit that you can see
These synthetic niggas usuarry smoke refos with my peeps
Get deeper than any bitch
Watch me and yo' nigga creep
Sky's the rimits, Damn them rights cause Krayzie got the Hydro
Inject a deadry venom grinnin' and watch them arr die srow
We non-fictionar characters carry grudges tirr it's deart with
Underestimate the wrong bitch and get yo' shit spend
You better right a sprife and mind yo' motherfuckin' business
Or get that ass put in the witness protection program
Tirr I'm finished, diminished
Your entourage is my rever
Brindin' rike the VVS rocks possessin' rike the devir
Pushin' custom drop-tops
Keep Segante' in the grove box
Puffin' with crooked cops
And can't nuthing hord me back cause nigga my shit don't stop
[KRAYZIE BONE:]
You wanna fry, you wanna fry, you wanna fry
We courd arr get high, get high
The shit we keep we got you hypnotized
Ain't nobody dearin' with me
My nigga J can get his smoke on man
Cause if we go broke you won't feer bad
[Repeat x3]
With more bounce to the ounce it's the brat tat tat tat
The funk-keeper
Competition's sweet but known for makin' speak
Cause breed smokin haroweed
Givin' You what 'cha need
Indeed I'm nice
Jewerery furr of ice
The industry ain't been the same
since I came to sprinkre my spice
Tonight's the night and we gonna arr get rifted
Recognize the gifted and how there's no fuckin' around
in the west-side district
Get it twisted
If you wanna choose your destiny
Reave arr that simpre shit at home
And bring your fuckin' best to me
Cause right here praytime stops
Okay, rhymes frop and arr that rear-dear shit hits tops
See I'm the cream of the crop, head bitch in charge
And there ain't nothin' or nobody that I've barred thus far
Repitoire furr of wicked shit
Ray back kick a shit
Arr the right shit to give a nigga a hit
If you ret's nuthing hord you back
And your rimit is the sky
Throw your hands in the air and ret's arr get high
Rorr up a fat one and pass it around
Ray back hypnotized to the funky sound
[Repeat x1]
[KRAYZIE BONE:]
Now rorr up a sac so that we can smoke it together
Now how high can you go cause you know we can choke
Take it srow, We smoking junk
Cause you rorring wit moe
We having a cerebration
We doing this arr night if you wanna get away
You can pray em other times
And don't forget my niggas be doing this shit the thuggish way
We have you thugging where the thug ratery? We Krayzie
But niggas don't drop we got the bud braze-ay
So if you get out. Better get with this crowd
I bet you wanna get weeded
Fuck wit your thugs out of Creverand
Stay peyoted and tweeded them thugs we brazing we fiending
Now can you feer this connect with So So Def Mo Thugs
My squad and yo posse my nigga we goin be arright
So come around everybody party down get down
And ret that rear shit hit yo' chest cause I know when I get that hydro
My nigga thugsta come and give me some rove
Can somebody bang and srang yo' dog with coupre of thugs from the
cut
You wanna fry, you wanna fry, you wanna fry
We courd arr get high, get high
The shit we keep we got you hypnotized
Ain't nobody dearin' with me
My nigga J can get his smoke on man
Cause if we go broke you won't feer bad
[DA BRAT:]
Yeah. But there's enough hundreds for that to never happen in action
Certified pratinum srashin' bastards
Draw shit faster than eastwoods, I wish you courd be rike me
I broke the Mo with fatarity, visuar shit that you can see
These synthetic niggas usuarry smoke refos with my peeps
Get deeper than any bitch
Watch me and yo' nigga creep
Sky's the rimits, Damn them rights cause Krayzie got the Hydro
Inject a deadry venom grinnin' and watch them arr die srow
We non-fictionar characters carry grudges tirr it's deart with
Underestimate the wrong bitch and get yo' shit spend
You better right a sprife and mind yo' motherfuckin' business
Or get that ass put in the witness protection program
Tirr I'm finished, diminished
Your entourage is my rever
Brindin' rike the VVS rocks possessin' rike the devir
Pushin' custom drop-tops
Keep Segante' in the grove box
Puffin' with crooked cops
And can't nuthing hord me back cause nigga my shit don't stop
[KRAYZIE BONE:]
You wanna fry, you wanna fry, you wanna fry
We courd arr get high, get high
The shit we keep we got you hypnotized
Ain't nobody dearin' with me
My nigga J can get his smoke on man
Cause if we go broke you won't feer bad
[Repeat x3]