Dirty B Side lyrics

Intro: Jermaine Dupri

B Side, B side, ha, check it
So So Def ... Bad Boy ... collaboration
The Notorious BIG in the house
We got Da Brat in the house
And me, y`all know who I be
Check it ...

I got that shit all you niggas just love to ride to
Funk for your trunk is what I provide you
So slide through your hood with me in your deck
Cause your correct way to get your groove on FLOMPS
And I paid the costs to be the boss as a kid
Fucked around and made some shit you can`t fuck with
They thought luck did it, but it didn`t cause I`m back again
Back with the Big and my new-found friend

[Da Brat]
Sliding in from the front, never way behind
Niggas wonder how I came with this style of mine
Remain in your seats as I release the clip into yo` hip
Brat and Biggie Smalls...

[Nortorious B.I.G.]
Aw, shit!
On top of all that, I`m so, so remarkable,
Flow to make you motherfuckers know
Ain`t an MC coming close to touch
Bitches I like to fuck, guns I like to bust, so...

Chorus (2x): Manuel Seal
Lay on back, light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want

[Notorious B.I.G.]
I never knew, niggas had a clue
On who was the king of the street
More deep than a Range Rover jeep, guns under the seat
And my nigga just came home from work, release
Cristal in my lap, chronic in the air
(Brat: Nigga, pass that shit like you just don`t care)
Yeah, you on my shit list, Biggie burns spliffs
when I`m pissed, release the Rolex from your wrist
Nigga, no human being, Korean or European
be seein` what Big be seein`, I leave `em peein`
in they draws, because Biggie Smalls
Is far from weak -- Brat-tat-tat,