Gotta Thing For You

My dear, my dear, my dear, You do not know me But I know you very well So let me tell about Da Brat tatatat I'm light skin, redbone, Peanut butter complexion Very affectionate, very direct When I'm expressing myself I'm 5'5" My astrology sign is aries Thick in my thighs, 36Bs Pretty brown eyes, no hair weaves Put it down with hese lucious suckable Lips Making you want to reach out and touch'em Come on and give me a kiss Could it be those hips just pokin out of my jeans I showed them once or twice And some niggers have become feems I'm a javouci rocking, hat cockin, Blunt smoking No stopping, weave cocking With constant heat dropping Bombs on nonbelievers charming All the people They call it the life of leisure I'm preaching what I'm speaking This shit you ain't used to seeing So please believe it you needin the be