Da Brat - Fire It Up Lyrics

Da Brat - Fire It Up Video

Verse 1:

 

My day starts out light, but it is very heavy as the night approach

When I take flow from all dat smoke dat I smoke, no joke

As I commence to take flight its gotta be first class 'Cause this ass

Could give a f**k about coach....bitch

(How high do you fly when you fly back?)

From da bottom to top- top to bottom and back

Now as I lay me in da cup gettin f**ked up

Puffin on blunts and comin up with some mo of dat funky stuff

Rough and tough is not enough to keep my focus

No its dat hocus pocus abracadabra smokeyas

Fills up da room as I breathe again

One smoke from da ghetto its dem braids and

When flossing in my benz with my friends it begins

Smell the aroma puttin you in a coma

Its dat super sanky dank that'll make ya faint go blank

Hey when I its da door all my niggas say,

 

Chorus: Adi adi adi adi ah... (its probably all dat chronic that I smoke)

Oh How we love it when ya fire it up

Adi adi adi adi ah...layin in da cut gettin real f**ked up (say 2x)

 

Verse 2:

 

Its a new day new day truly ain't nathin changed

Fall up out my bed to the same ol' thangs

Your averaged, everyday black surrounded, bar-b-que, a little weed

Its some niggas with some bass pounding

One o'clock is da time to raise

Take a shower brush my teeth and correct my braids

Now listen up to what I say because this typa shit, it happens everyday and

(I gotta place where I soak some so) In da summer its a coolin

In da winter its a smoke ho

20 feet away from da house in da back

Surrounded by a gate draked in all black its

(Its where me and my homies go smokin on that thang till it aint no mo)

How we smoke? (we smoke till I blast some mo)

Doin my thang kickin back relax and then

 

Chrous: say (2x)

 

We like to smoke, we like to smoke, we like to smoke baaaby (say 4x)

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Da Brat - Funkdafied Lyrics

Da Brat - Funkdafied Video

(Brat)

Hot times in the funk.

(jermaine Dupri)

Yeah, So funkdafied. So lets' take a ride

With the brat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat on that ass.

(?)

So-o,So-o,So-o Funkdafied

So-o,So-o,So-o Funkdafied

(jermaine Dupri)

Open up,open up and let the funk flow in from this nigga named J and

His new found friend.

(Brat)

I'll hit twiches like garret on a solo creep fo yo G.Its the B-R-A-T

(jermaine Dupri)

Putting a dip in yo hip from right to left

(Brat)

Its that ghetto ass bitch and im so-so def.

(jermaine Dupri)

Nigga thats My click

(Brat)

Nigga thats who I rolls with

(both)

And we kicks nothin but the fat shit

(jermaine Dupri)

Them calls me the funkafied,funkalistic,vocalistic with the real shit.

(both)

We got the shit you can't fuck wit. (Why?)Because we so funkdafied.

(Why?)we make you move from side to side.

(Brat)

Well its the G-H-the-E-T-T-O Nigga brat and JD coming like that big baby.

So lay backand listen as I catch up on my pimpin and freak this duet

Just like Ashford and Simpson.

 

(?)

So-o,So-o,So-o Funkdafied

So-o,So-o,So-o Funkdafied

(Brat)

Puttin it down Puttin it down ain't no thang to me and ain't to many Ho's

That can hang with. Its like that and as a matter of fact when it comes

To the brat I got the shit that'll make yo neck snap back.What I mean

I got the shit that'll get you bent. Tearin' the roof off this motha' like

Parlament.Im on a roll in controll like janet damn it.

 

(Jermaine Dupri)

Ranch o the funk bandit and they can't handle it.

 

(Brat)

I know. Thats why I keep hittin them with this grammer. Lettin niggas

Know that I'm the real mama-jama. (JDWord)Straigh to the head like

A chronic sack. (JDI passed the mike to the brat)And I passed it back.

 

(Jermaine Dupri)

Well-a sistas and fellas its time to get your grove on.

I proved the funkafied sound to make you move on.

(brat)

Breaking these fools off propper like.

(Jermaine Dupri)

Its s-o, s-o d-e-a-f dynamite.

(Brat)

Hum-in-ah,hum-in-ah,hum-in-ah, comin up at ya like Ralph K. And

Since this ain't no honeymoon I'm here to stay.

 

(Jermaine Dupri)

And the way we comin at ya baby we cant miss

(Brat)

There's a new Tag Team in town

(Jermaine Dupri)

Nigga Woomp there it is.

 

(?)

So-o,So-o,So-o Funkdafied

So-o,So-o,So-o Funkdafied

(?)

So-o,So-o,So-o Funkdafied

So-o,So-o,So-o Funkdafied

(humming)

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