We Ready (feat. JD & Lil Jon)

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(jd)
 Come on then shit
 (so give it to 'em whoa!)
 Lay your head back (whoa!)
 Lay it on me (whoa! whoa!)
 And for the money (yeah whoa!)
 You can lay that shit on me too (whoa!)
 But for now let's talk about riding
 Yeah i'm saying it's like this
 (brat where are you at?)
 You know its so so def
 Cause i'm the b to the r a
 T the most eligible bitch today
 And these niggas wanna ride with a dime like me
 They say they like the way the system pound in my jeep
 I got two twelve's that bump from wall to wall
 So loud that he headlights blink on and off
 I laugh when people watch i don't stop i shine
 It's attractive to motherfuckers that love to grind
 I sparkle from the rims to the chain to the watch
 To the rings to the ears to the wrists to the glocks
 To the parts in the braids
 Shorties that stop to watch throw on the shades
 Cause da brat got gleam for days
 Sunroof open let the sun shine in
 Baking the fuck out of me and all my friends
 In the backseat, stay in the front
 Ain't no room in the trunk
 Just a devastating woofer that bump
 You know!
 So so def is the place and we
 Ain't never gon stop
 With da b-r-a-t
 We gon keep this bitch on lock
 We the best at what we do
 Getting paper making all the moves
 And anybody that wants some
 Nigga we ready for you (we ready!)
 Uh i keep the windows down
 So when i hit the stoplight
 All the niggas standing around spot what they like
 They shoot me the 'come here' finger
 But the music's so loud i just smile
 And act like i don't see 'em
 I've done had one or too many shots of tequila
 But when it's set to crunk i need my liquor
 Loud and rowdy naturally
 Pull up to my truck and smile
 But you ain't proud of me
 I left you in the rearview with a look of disgust
 And a mad mug cause your windows almost bust
 I can't fathom the thought of my seats not rumbling
 And people catching whiplash when i past in front of 'em
 I'm flashy and i don't care if you know
 From the c to the h-i-c-a-g-o
 I'm fresh to death no matter how i'm dressed
 It's even hard for the cops to put me under arrest
 Irresistibly huggable and lovable when
 I gotta wiggle myself out of the trouble i get in
 I'm da brat officer he turned and laughed
 And said stop disturbing and got an autograph
 So so def is the place and we
 Ain't never gon stop
 With da b-r-a-t
 We gon keep this bitch on lock
 We the best at what we do
 Getting paper making all the moves
 And anybody that wants some
 Nigga we ready for you (we ready!)
 Roll up a fat one and pass it around
 Lots of niggas hear the sound now they flagging me down
 Get attention when i drive by cause i'm so fly
 Shorty the pimp represent the west side of chi
 Know the haters watching
 I love making 'em sick
 I tear the roof off this mother like parliament
 People ride with me just to feel the bass in their chest
 And be reminded of how it sounds so so def
 See what we do other niggas can't
 That's why for ten long years
 I've been making 'em dance
 You know?
 Me and da brat it's family boy
 Ya know?
 We ain't never gon' break down
 For y'all hatin' ass niggas
 We gon keep on and keep on
 Ya heard? (we ready!)
 So so def is the place and we
 Ain't never gon stop
 With da b-r-a-t
 We gon keep this bitch on lock
 We the best at what we do
 Getting paper making all the moves
 And anybody that wants some
 Nigga we ready for you (we ready!)
 So so def is the place and we
 Ain't never gon stop
 With da b-r-a-t
 We gon keep this bitch on lock
 We the best at what we do
 Getting paper making all the moves
 And anybody that wants some
 Nigga we ready for you (we ready!)
 

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Duration
04:00
Key
7
Tempo
94 BPM

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