Da Brat - "HANDS IN THE AIR f/ Mystikal" lyrics

I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE, SOMEBODY WATCHIN' ME, WATCHIN' ME. COULD IT BE THE WAY I'M STILL TIGHT, JOCKIN' ME, JOCKIN' ME. NIGGAS THAT DIDN'T USE TO FEEL ME; THE WHOLE WORLD GOT TOO MUCH MONEY FOR ME NOT TO GET NO'DOE DOE' CAN'T NO HOE ROCK HARDER THAN THE ONE FROM 'SO-SO' I NEVER GO BROKE BROKE. THAT MAKE MOST KNOW, I KEEP COMING WITH THE VOCALS AND BRAG WHY THE FUCK I BOAST, BOAST WHY SHOULD I LOOK SAD THAT I GOT SOME LOOT NOW IN FACT A NEW HOUSE WATCH WHEN I BACK THE COUPE OUT,AND NIGGAS LIPS DROOP OUT. THE SAME WAY THEY DO WHEN I SHOW YOU BRAT AND A BIG ASS PROTRUDE OUT, GUESS THE NEWS OUT, WITH A LITTLE BIT OF BOOBS OUT. SOME OF YOU BITCHES LOSE OUT WHEN THE SEXINESS OOZE OUT. LIKE ORGASMS I'M THE BEST AT THIS, THROW A TANTRUM WHEN I MOVE TO SOME MAJOR SHIT. IF YOU THINKIN' OF BECOMING ONE OF MY FAVORITES, I AIN'T QUITTIN' QUITTIN, YOU GOTTA PAY A BITCH, CAUSE I'M STAYIN' RICH. WAY BEFORE FUNKDAFIED I WAS SPITTIN SPITTIN HOOK- THROW YO' HANDS IN DA AIR, LIKE YOU DON'T CARE. THIS FO' NIGGAS AND BITCHES EVERYWHERE. FOR EVER WE PLAYERS PLAYERS, FLASH ON 'EM, GET CASH ON'EM MAKE'EM STARE STARE. THROW YO' HANDS IN DA AIR FROM SIDE TO SIDE. FOREVER I'M HIGH, HIGH, TOGETHER WE RIDE, RIDE, MAKE A NIGGA NECK TURN, TURN FOR BRAT. I'M NEVER TOO TIRED TO GET THAT PAPER BABY! I'M A GIVE YA'LL SOMETHIN' TO LOOK, LOOK AT! IF YA'LL WANNA SEE ME, SEE ME. BURN, BURN THES HOE'S 'CAUSE I'M BACK, AND MY PANTS STILL SAG. I AIN'T LACKIN', LACKIN' ON SHIT! OPEN YO' EYES WITH A BODY, IT'S AUTOMATIC TO WANNA JUMP ON MY WAGON, WAGON; WHEN I TRY ON CLOTHES THA FIT, FIT. I'M ARTICULATE AND PARTICULATE TO WHO I LET HIT, HIT. AND GET UP IN DA MIDDLE IN DA CENTER OF MY TOOTSIE ROLL, ROLL ME SOMETHING. SMOKE, SMOKE AND BURN SLOW, SLOW. DON'T KEEP IT A SECRET, TELL ALL YA FOLKS FROM THE C-H-I-C-AGO, 6-0-6-4-4. SEE ME WHEN I SHINE I GLOW, GLOW. AND I TRUST NO NIGGA TO MAKE A MISTAKE FOR ME GUNS READY TO BLAZE ENEMIES. IF YOU SOME OF THE ONE'S RUN... I CAN'T CONTROL MY TRIGGER FINGER, WHEN IT PUMP, PUMP. STAY OUTTA THE WAY WHEN I COME, COME. IT'S GUARANTEED TO BUMP, BUMP YOUR TRUNK. IF NIGGAS ASK, 'WHO THUMPIN', IT'S BRAT, BRAT... AND PUT A HUMP IN YOUR BACK MYSTIKAL -HOOK- YOU CAN TURN IT DOWN PLAYER, THE BITCH DON'T THUMP WE DON'T LISTEN TO THAT NIGGA THAT SHIT AIN'T PHAT THAT BEAT AIN'T TIGHT I BE BRINGIN' IT BACK EVERYTIME SLACK WITH THE RYTHUM AND RAP ('EVERY LIVE MOTHER KNOW (KICK IT) WHERE IT'S AT) NIGGAS SAY "I LOVE IT LONGS IT GOT SOMETHIN TO DO WITH THE BRAT" STILL SMOKE A NIGGA UNDER THE TABLE WITH THE LINES, AND THE WORDS, AND THE HOOKS, AND THE PHRASES, HAND OUT MY POCKET, GET YOUR FOOT OUT YOUR STILL PUTTIN' OUT NOTHING BUT BLAZES. GET YOUR MOUTH AND YOUR HEAD OUT YOUR ASS. KEEP YOUR NOSE OUT MY BUSINESS. AND I MEAN IT GOT DAMN IT CAUSE I'M FINNA GET MAD I PUT EM IN THE TRASH BAG TWIST TIE PUT EM OUT MONDAY AND WEDNESDAY. I KICK'EM IN THEIR RAGGEDY ASS ME TAKE MONEY FROM'EM EVERY TIME THEY BET AGAINST I KNOW IT AIN'T FAIR AND I WRESTLE WITH BEARS BUT I SWIM WITH ALLIGATORS THROW YOUR HANDS IN DA AIR AS HIGH AS YOU CAN AND LEAVE THEM BITCHES THERE. HOOK