Come And Get Some

Da Brat: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 ****** 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 *******t sounds)

So close your eyes as I mesmerize your mind

1 time 2 times 3 times

I'm Not that ******* to be ****** with or seen

Cause puttin it down ain't no thing ******* you know the routine

Either recite what I write or hold that ass

Cause ain't no seeing this G be hitting your ass 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 ******* (like) this ******* (right) *******t

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

To be or not to be ****** with is

Da Brat with some gangsta *******t

I'm cappin any ****** 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 ass ho

How many ******* do you that kick *******t like this *******

No nothers so others witness the rack-ed wicked

As I bust *******t ******s can't ****** 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 a

nd ******s get broke Off,tossed like a cloth

I gives a ****** about what ******s say how they walk how they talk

Cause to meet 'em y'all needs to quit

Cause in '94 I be the wrong ******* to ****** with

When your in the mood to flow let me know

Cause to me it ain't no thing I'm always ready to go

NOW I know that you know that I know you gets none

But if you want some come and get some

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 ****** with them braids shades khakis and pimp packs

Leanin to the side peepin out the scene

******s on my ****** cause I got green and I'm a fiend

To the microphone which I'm known to rock

Bangin till the boogie end boogie time I'm hip hop

I know you still feel

The devastation of my lyrics so please kneel

To the king that I may very be

The macadocious A-town player the M-A-C

When your in the mood to flow let me know

Cause to me it ain't no thing I'm always ready to go

NOW I know that you know that I know you gets none

But if you want some come and get some