Got It Poppin’

[Intro: Da Brat]
Ha, yeah, So So, haha, So So

[Verse 1: Da Brat]
It's so so many dudes in here
It's so so many tricks in here
Somebody fuckin' one by one
I'm tuckin' numbers under the bra
'Cause my pockets is full of hundreds and them platinum cards
I'm back at the bar buyin' it up
I keep a gang of niggas runnin' 'cause I'm fly as fuck
They linin' up
Over by the cameraman
So they can take a picture of me with a blunt in my hand, strikin' a pose
Tight with the flows
I'm stayin' in the club 'til this muthafucka close
Bitches is fightin', security flashlightin' niggas over they heads
Draggin' 'em out the party, leavin' 'em half-dead, the music bumpin'
Niggas be musty and funky, wanna push up on me
I tell 'em, "I don't ever sleep lonely"
Only got one life to live
So I'ma be here like Erica Kane on All My Children

[Chorus: Da Brat & Jermaine Dupri]
Hey, yo, I got it poppin'
The drinks keep comin' and the fellas keep hollerin' at me
(Hollerin' at me) Sayin'...
"Damn, you like that, let a playa wife that
Baby, baby, baby, please"
Hey, yo, I got it poppin'
The drinks keep comin' and the fellas keep hollerin' at me
(Hollerin' at me) Sayin'...
"Damn, you like that, let a playa wife that" (Nope)
"Baby, baby, baby, please"

[Verse 2: Da Brat & Jermaine Dupri]
Why don't ya just clap your hands to the beat everybody (Ho, ho)
And everybody just clap your hands, huh (Ho, ho)
And if you got what it takes on the DJ break (Ho, ho)
Get your ass on the floor and dance (Ho, ho)
Get you a partner, get you somebody big booty bitch and start somethin' (Ho, ho)
It's hot and I'm full of that Hyp-no-tiq (Ho, ho)
Nights like this, I stay bent (Ho, ho)
Blunt stay lit, so niggas ride dicks (Ho, ho)
I throw bows, throw fits
I throw drinks in niggas' faces that don't know how to approach this bitch
If, all you gotta say is some ignorant shit
Please keep it to yourself 'cause you'll get sprayed
My niggas don't play, I must admit
I pray you never have an altercation with my clique
We make alterations quick, hem niggas up
Dim they lights, send 'em on one-way flights

[Chorus: Da Brat & Jermaine Dupri]
Hey, yo, I got it poppin'
The drinks keep comin' and the fellas keep hollerin' at me
(Hollerin' at me) Sayin'...
"Damn, you like that, let a playa wife that
Baby, baby, baby, please"
Hey, yo, I got it poppin'
The drinks keep comin' and the fellas keep hollerin' at me
(Hollerin' at me) Sayin'...
"Damn, you like that, let a playa wife that"
(Ay, bartender, bring it back)
"Baby, baby, baby, please"

[Verse 3: Da Brat]
Yo, now let me get a bottle of that bumpy face Seagram's gin
I'm in a corner now, gettin' fucked up with friends
In the Very Important People section, we shut it down
Nobody else get let in unless they
Chop off some hundreds from that money clip
I'm used to niggas payin' loot to see this honey dip, don't trip
It's so packed in here, and I'm stuck in the middle
Niggas is touchin' on me, my nipples is gettin' hard
I'm hot and bothered, oh God
I'm gettin' made moist, not by choice
Shit, that how it is in the club with them boys
When you try to fit in, you better know what you doin'
Maneuver left to right
I shoot pimp juice on niggas all night and day like Al B. Sure!
Rock to the rhythm of the funky beat
I'm forever your lady, B-to the-R-A-T

[Chorus: Da Brat & Jermaine Dupri]
Hey, yo, I got it poppin'
The drinks keep comin' and the fellas keep hollerin' at me
(Hollerin' at me) Sayin'...
"Damn, you like that, let a playa wife that
Baby, baby, baby, please"
Hey, yo, I got it poppin'
The drinks keep comin' and the fellas keep hollerin' at me
(Hollerin' at me) Sayin'...
"Damn, you like that, let a playa wife that
Baby, baby, baby, please"

[Outro]
That was somethin' from Brat and Da Tat Tats
On one-oh-seven-point-uh
All day in America like, uh
Every night when you turn us on it's like, uh
Just like that
Here's somethin' new from the Brat Tat Tat and Da Tat Tats
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