Come See About Me

Da Brat, Mystikal, Petey PabloBuy this song

Da Brat

Shawntae Harris (born April 14, 1974), better known as Da Brat, is an American rapper and actress. Her debut album, Funkdafied, sold one million copies, making her the first female rapper to have a platinum-selling album. more »

[Da Brat]
 Mystikal 
What's up my nigga 
It's Da Brat-tat-tat
Lettin' the whole motherfuckin' world 

Know I got your back
If you don't like what my nigga Mystikal do
Come see 'bout that shit
Step to it, know what I'm sayin'

You don't like what the fuck I do, step to me
We 'gone see about your motherfuckin' ass, nigga 
Huh, uh, uh

[Da Brat]
If I do somethin' you don't like
Come and see about it
You want to box get 'cha dues somethin', or be 'bout it
And ride off into the sunset,

With the windows down, feet out it
I got a foul mouth, I blow weed out it
 Separate these thighs, get the price and eat out it
Ain't no other bitch rowdy like me

S-O, S-O, D-E-F, U.C.K.
Y'all bitch ass niggas disbehave me since the first day
 Worst way to kill 'em is hit the top of the charts  First week at number one, R&B be a war

 Leave ya fake-ass manager home
And if you need a nigga to see about me, come along 
I keep my enemies a far, don't need a friendly to me
I make at least twenty-five just to breathe on the beat

Tell me, how many niggas want to fuck this bitch named Brat
60644 is where I'm at, come see

[Hook: Mystikal & Da Brat] 2x
You don't like!
Come and see about me
You gotta problem!
Come and see about me
You hurry up and come!
Come and see about me
What's up whodi!
Come and see about me

[Petey Pablo]
Who a that, the burnin' man, burner man
Yeah, came here to burn some ass
You don't see the burnin' man
You don't see the blazin' hands 

You don't see 'em when I walk past
(All smokin' in Hell)
The So So, Da Brat brought  Petey Pab and Mystikal 

Not now one of why'all
Can fuck with these bulldogs
 Known for breakin' the law, just came home
Get it on 'bout this damn microphone 

Who the best, who said this and who said that
Here go three of the best on this God damn track 
And you can believe that
 Willing to bet my drive check

If you don't rewind this back
Somethin' wrong with deck
I'm a can't forget spinnin off the wall type shit
And no it didn't, I'm talkin' 'bout why'all type shit

 Greensboro to Cuira, Chapel Hill type shit
 Better send them folks to check for this
'Cause I'm the one that ill

[Hook: x2]

[Mystikal]
He's runnin' for your majesty, he's lost you with excellency 
His panicked decisions definitely can't stand next to me
Dick get hard like Rob-eye, look at Hanley 
You know that four can break down hits on shit, be drillin's man

We 'gone kill 'em in New Orleans, like kill 'em for jumb
As cold as the Arctic, recorded in Georgia (rouff, rouff)
None the blues don't approve, why'all niggas pink lemonade 
I hit the booth, your whole crew burst the canalade 

Such a bunch of fuckin' cowards 
Ain't worth the dirt that come off my ass
You go down the drain when I take my shower 
New Expedition via Eddie Bowers

 Sometimes I gotta comb these fuckin' rappers hair, fix they collar 
want to be like me, we can take your bitch, and smack that daughter 
Be a man, and tell them bitches what you causin'
I'm a south cowboy, Howdy!
Call them creepers, come and see about me

[Hook: x2]

[Mystikal]
I come up out the cage and, I stand ragin', keep it blazin'
 Bitch I'm crazy, half man, half amazin'
Half way up the charts, and bitch I'm halfway in your ass
I'm only halfway with this rhyme, and got half why'all mad

Soon as I come in this bitch 
You know I'm comin' in this bitch with somethin'
The mic parker said "that's a bad rappin' motherfucker"
I'll bust your ass up like a

Mutherfuckin' bug stuck on the windshield wiper, walkin'
Get 'cha gibber tape, for mister shit-talker
The Volgar, the champion'll knock your shows off
I'll cut 'cha like a Newport, with no gauze (oh don't)

 Bitch I'm stupid like I lost a few more
 Still bossin' 'em, still tossin' 'em
 Still holdin' MC's hand
Takin' they ass across the street walkin'

So let me know when you ready to bust
With your head on the pavement  Bring ya ass, you don't need no fuckin' invitation 

[Mystikal & Da Brat]
Come and see about me
Come and see about me, nigga 
Come and see about me
Come and see about me

[Hook: x2]
Come and see about me
Come and see about me

Written by: MICHAEL TYLER, MOSES III BARRETT, JAMES A. HOLLINS, KAWN K. PRATHER, MAURICE LORENZO SINCLAIR, CLIFFORD J. HARRIS, SHAWNTAE HARRIS

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Roba Music, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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