World Premiere Songtext / Lyric

Yo, (ok) kids I was sittin on the block the other day man

Some fine ass girl walked by

And she was lookin, I'm lookin back

She said uh "JD I love those 20's on your car"

I said I beg your motherf**kin pardon

Them is Michael Jordan's baby

She gotta understand the type of nigga you dealin with

A young, fly, flashy So So Def representer

The biggest thing in the city since Martin Luther the King

Uh, holla at 'em






Brooklyn is what I'm reppin

Disrespect and bullets fly in your direction

Ridin shotgun with JD I got so so connections

Locos and the chrome blows, homie not to mention

I got four homes that I own, I'm certified pimpin

Cross my path, shots blast instant

Extort your ass the kid got henchmens

The whole Brooklyn for instance

Red dot, ruthless, head shots stop you from thinkin

A best seller's what I'm inkin

Another Brooklyn classic, straight acid, keep listenin

Twin Desert Eagles, duck when I'm twistin 'em

Rims spin on sick vehicles, look we killin 'em

Manson and gas my adrenaline, racin fast

Switchin four lanes with weight up in the stash

I'm livin so so better now, the so so dash

is what I'm sittin on, blowin up so so fast



Yeah, uh huh

Yo, You really don't wanna get hit

Hot lid when I empty the clip

Drop kid if you droppin your lip

Never know enough about but I talk shit

You must wanna eat up my clit

Everything we ever did on is sick

We don't have a party, we rich

We cut it up with anybody we with

And I'm the main one, havin to fit

Can't nobody do it like this

I got a gat by the side like my man Big

Stand out on that song he did with me

You feelin the presence of So So Def

Rest assure we gettin the money

crush your label there's no more left

Just fables fictional characters I

Stay away from those who

embellish the truth and LIE

I'm kickin the same shit you been

used to since "Funkdafied"

Let your mind escape, you layed

away back and enjoy the RIDE

Yeah, I'm rollin on deuce trays

Shoot all my Tequila straight

Catch me at the bar of the bay

I might even buy you a little drank

We been choppin paper for years

Ain't scared of you niggaz out here

Some of ya'll might think we disappear

But everytime the resurgence is clear



Yo, yo

Brooklyn has to be two of the illest

Felons to be diluted I do whatever, to foot it

Like I wanna do it, like I do it

When I done it

PUSSY (PUSSY), roll like caine

Just rhymin with Benz or

present with the Coupe-a

Drive my lifestyle down

I'm between lines and my new slip

2003, M.O.P. nigga you see

My fundamentals of a street life nigga

Cuffin her hair, have it over left

nothin to fear, BIATCH!



Warriorz! (WARRIORZ), Come out and play!

(COME OUT AND PLAY)

From the dark side, where we reside, we die for (BK)

We a whole different breed of men

you need to squeeze us in

We'll get in where we fit in like

BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK

Still rockin what's poppin, you still lookin shooken

We a long way from the day when you overlook Brooklyn

It's like lotto Duke the way we represent it

You really gotta be in it to present it, you get it?

We God!



Yeah, you see this shit right?

You know what I'm sayin, it's So So Def

You dig, this is a World Premiere

JD, this is a World Premiere

You dig? hahaha, yeah

And I'm the Brat a tat-tat-tat, you dig