Da B Side - Da Brat/The Notorious B.I.G.

Lyrics by：Da Brat/The Notorious B.I.G. aka "Biggie Smalls"/J.Dupri/R. Calhoun

Composed by：Da Brat/The Notorious B.I.G. aka "Biggie Smalls"/J.Dupri/R. Calhoun

Produced by：Jermaine Dupri

B side b side ha ha

Check it

Check it

Check it

So so def so def

Bad boy

Bad boy

Collaboration listen to the b side

The notorious big in the house house

We got da brat in the house listen to the b side

And me ha

Y'all know who I be

Check it check it

I got beats and beats that you love to ride to

Funk for your trunk is what I provide you

So slide through your hood with me

In your deck 'cause your

Correct way to get your groove on flossin'

And I paid the costs to be the boss as a kid

Now I be the one that you can't mess with

They thought luck did it but it

Didn't 'cause I'm back again

Back with the big and my new found friend

Slidin' in from the front never way behind

You tryin' to figure how I came

With this style of mine remain

In your seats as I release the clip

Into your hip

Brat and biggie smalls

Aw ****

On top of all that I'm so so

Remarkable flow making competition know it

Ain't an MC coming close to touch

******* I like to **** guns I like to bust so

Lay on back listen to the B side haha

Light up the blunts

As we give you ************* just what

You want

Everybody just

Lay on back listen to the B side light up the blunts

As we give you ************* just what you want

I never knew niggas never had a clue

On who was the king of the street

Four deep in the Range Rover jeep guns under the seat

And my nigga just came home from work release

Cristal in my lap chronic in the air

Nigga pass that **** like you just don't care

Yeah you on my **** list Biggie burns spliffs

When I'm pissed release the Rolex from your wrist

Nigga no human being Korean or European

Be seein' what Big be seein' I leave 'em peein'

In their draws because Biggie Smalls

Is far from weak

Brat-tat-tat please speak

Nigga close your eyes 'cause you already see

The Notorious B-R-uh-A-T

The raw combination the destination

Number one tote a gun with no hesitation

Live with the funkdafied cutie pie

Gat by the thigh the Smalls by her side

If you **** with her you got

To **** with me

And we'll be rapping at your

************* eulogy so

Lay on back light up the blunts

As you listen to the B side

As we give you *************

Just what you want

Lay on back listen to the B side

Light up the blunts

As we give you ************* just

What you want

Brat-tat-tat-tat please speak

I got the funk in my pocket **** stay locked down

The nigga you know who represent them platinum sounds

Now baby Biggie I done heard that Juicy

Didn't find nuthin but truth in the hook

Be a pleasure to wreck with a notorious

Nigga ready to die

I jumped in the Benz took me a little ride

Round the mountain broke a left hit SoSoDef

And told that nigga JD I was the one **** the rest

We Funkdafied kicking it live

Robin Leach teach a nigga how to really survive

Whether it be track or blunt ain't no need to front

Got what you need and I take everything

You ever wanted nigga

We comin' mass his pimpin' a*s his glass is full of Moet

The Rolex is bar-bayed parkade B to the R-A T

Rolling off swoll on chrome seventeen

Lay on back

Listen to the B side

Light up the blunts

As we give you

************* just what you want

Lay on back listen to the B side light up

The blunts

As we give you

************* just what you want

Lay back listen to the B-Side

Slide glide do whatever you want

Get out your lighters

We be the rhyme writers

Starters from the heart of College Park

New York Chicago wherever you wanna go