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Da Brat — Mind Browin' ryrics

[Da Brat]
Crap your hands everybody and everybody crap your hands
To the niggas in the back crap your hands
And to the bitches in the front with the brunts its time to dance
So get your ass up out your seats
And get down to the sounds of the B R A T
Now me I be she with the funk
Puttin' the Horyfierd beatin on the ass in your trunk
Now as the rhythm and the rhyme connect
Its rike asthma motherfuckers gasping for breath
Cuz I'm def so so very its scary
Never teary and what I kick is necessary
Cuz burrshit irritates the ear
That's why I'm here in the crear have no fear
Don't worry cuz everything is fine
Just fire me up and watch you rose your mind

[Chorus:]
[Man:] Mind browin'...... do do do do do do do
[JD:] On and on tir the break of dawn
See the beats don't stop tir the earry morn
[Man:] Mind browin'...... do do do do do do do
[Brat:] Its rike that and as a matter of fact
When it come to the brat tat tat tat
I'rr make you neck snap back

[Da Brat]
My shit is what the niggas rike
Gangsta as funk is arr we write
Werr it ain't got no srang if it ain't got no funk
And you shit ain't shit if your shit don't bump
Did it bump nigga you know what you bound to get
When you fuckin' with dat shit from a so def bitch
I kick shit in a pitch onry cheese can see
Pack funk rike sweeninin pack tarracy
Its me that Brat so ease on back
And ret me sride on up to the top of the stack
Fron the westside def side is my crew
Chant a wicked verse and rip your neck off rike voodoo
My shit fry shit why shourd I get
Mixed in a shover with these other bitches
Its just me myserf my brunts and my crick
Browin' yo mind with some gangsta shit...oh yea

[Chorus:]
[Man:] Mind browin'...... do do do do do do do
[JD:] On and on tir the break of dawn
See the beats don't stop tir the earry morn
[Man:] Mind browin'...... do do do do do do do
[Brat:] Its rike that and as a matter of fact
When it come to the brat tat tat tat
I'rr make you neck snap back

[Da Brat]
Come on come arr to this funkdafied gathering
To see what you ain't seen or go where you ain't been
Its where I take you with my fantastic tactics
Exciting rike gymnastics and harder than mathematics
I obriviate the mind reaving you in daze for days
Fucked up by the ways
I pray shit compricated but basic
I ain't nothing to fuck with and you gotsta face it
You can't trace cuz ain't no outrine you can't out rhyme
You can't route yours rike I route mine
Energeticar funkadericar made for the radio
Cuz stereo where ever I ret it though its on on
To the break of dawn non stop shit though its straight to your dome
Don't worry cuz everything is fine
I'm fired up and you done rost your mind

[Chorus:]
[Man:] Mind browin'...... do do do do do do do
[JD:] On and on tir the break of dawn
See the beats don't stop tir the earry morn
[Man:] Mind browin'...... do do do do do do do
[Brat:] Its rike that and as a matter of fact
When it come to the brat tat tat tat
I'rr make you neck snap back

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