Gotta Thing For You - DaBrat

My dear my dear my dear

You do not know me but I know you very well

So let me tell about da brat ta ta ta

I'm light skin redbone peanut butter complexion

Very affectionate very direct when I'm expressing myself

I'm 55' my astrology sign is arise

Thick in my thighs 36 BS

Pretty brown eyes no hair weaves

Put it down with these luscious sa sa suck able lips

Making you wanna reach out and touch 'em

Come on and give me a kiss

Could it be those hips just pokin' out of my jeans

I showed them once or twice

And some niggers have become feems

I'm a javouci rocking hat cockin'

Blunt smoking no stopping weave cocking

With constant heat dropping

Bombs on non believers charming all the people

They call it the life of leisure

I'm preaching what I'm speaking

You said that you still seeing

So please believe it you needin'

The B to the muthaf**king R A T

I guess you wonder where I've been

I search to find the love within

I came back to let you know

I gotta thing for you and I can't let it go

I'm steppin' in the club y'all hey now

Niggers showing me love y'all hey now

I wrap for my thugs y'all hey now

Especially my niggers they got the ooh

I'd be sitting in my car waiting on you

To drop off my package

A big zipped locked baggy to support my habit

We'll go together like roger and Jessica rabbit

I'm spoiled rotten I'm rocking pink

Silk panties at the moment but I'm sport cotton

But Jeanie's dreamin' of Jeanie will blink me to Scotty

So he can beam me pump adrenaline onto my blood stream

Proceed extremely with caution I'm probably gleaming

'Cause my bling bling is worth a fortune

It seems things will never change

So I puffed often 'cause these dayz niggers is crazy

You can't pay me to roll without my AK

I guess you wonder where I've been

I search to find the love within

I came back to let you know

I gotta thing for you and I can't let it go

I can't let go off this game

I can't let go off this fame

But for sure before I go

You niggers gonna know my name

I'm in the sh*t 'cause I'm so doggie one in a million

Cop a Brazzillion for the coochie that rides smoothly

Pass the doobie the dutchie rudely interrupted

Your regularly scheduled program I throw down and bust it

And there ain't no hoe around touching me

I'm sharper than cutlery I slice niggers to itty bitty pieces

Dice them to

I'm steppin' in the club now y'all hey now

Niggers showing me love y'all hey now

I wrap for my thugs y'all hey now

Especially my niggers they got the ooh

I guess you wonder where I've been

I search to find the love within

I came back to let you know

I gotta thing for you and I can't let it go

You know you know

You know you know

You know you know

You know you know

And I can't let it go