The Braids - Mystikal

The Braids - Mystikal
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Can't f**k can't f**k with the braids
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Ya can't f**k you can't f**k with the braids barking
You can't stop me how then
Watch me watch me ain't gonna be no congress
Drop me you can't block me who stop me It's outside
You should've known better
Is It cause I flow better
They kept me In the shade
But now I'm back motherf**ker the ni**a with the cannon for two
Swinging with the braids
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Can't f**k can't f**k with the braids
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Ya can't f**k you can't f**k with the braids barking
504 the doe man got dogs In when the rhymes go bad
Make Ink on the page catch flame
Lit light like propane
No sweat no blood no pain no game
No card no deal no dice no game
Giving these b**ches something vicious
I got them falling to pieces like porcelain dishes
I'm dirty
I get all the way down on the ground
And just wonder memorize take a picture write a book
I don't give a f**k
I man supply ground ripper
I'm here lay down and give It up
Ni**a you ain't gonna leave me out my entrance out my entrance
Count a hundred thousand pennies every sentence
Buddatt buddatt buddatt get back
What's happening
I rip cracks and pop tapes
I'm so hot they just gotta rock what I spray
The type of guy that write what I say
I'm so wild cause I'm round where them crocodiles play
Can't be none there
I make you say ow give It to me step It up
Don't be that way I'm tearing ya cause they tell ya with da music
I been doing this sh*t how to train em' how to use em'
I'm a gangsta better pop up respect
Take a piece of lectum
Maximum effect ya
But eclectic ground perfected
It just don't get no colder bet you If I won't effect It
Y'all niggas couldn't pop a rubber-band
You f**king with the man
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Can't f**k can't f**k with the braids
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Can't f**k can't f**k with the braids
B**ch bout 55 got damn It
Get Into It get off get down get cross get tied
For my million son and my mychelle daughter
My mama and my brother and my nephew and myself
The man upstairs cause I kept It up
For my niggas and my rounds back down
Bout to step It up step It up
Put In some cash and some outkast beats
Hop behind the wheel and come out from the f**king backseat
Michael Tyler rhyme and droating driver miracle rip plyer
The fast-hold desire on fire reach a flyer ain't nobody lie
Starting them out of a team city of seam
With 100 suckers and a bus-ta
And I'm still clean hollering hiya
Right before I chop you In your throat
Another rapper say I'm on my way
To get the f**king hat and coat and hit the motherf**king door
You can't stop me how then
Just watch me watch me
Ain't gonna be no calling congress
You can't drop me you can't block me who stop me
Its outside
You should've known better
Is It cause I flow better they kept me In the shade
But now I'm back motherf**kers
The ni**a with the cannon for the two
Swinging with the braids
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Can't f**k can't f**k with the braids
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Can't f**k can't f**k with the braids
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Can't f**k can't f**k with the braids
Don't f**k don't f**k with the braids
Can't f**k can't f**k with the braids