Da Brat Feat Tyrese What`s On Ya Mind Lyrics

What`s On Ya Mind Lyrics

Ay homie

Ay yo

Shit wassup with you

What...I make ya horny huh (giggle)

I make ya horny huh (giggle) shit

You act like you want some nigga.....do you?



(Da Brat)

Di di di da di di di da di day

I'm on the dance floor and you up on it in every way

Day to day you think of me

Can't wait to get to the club to see my face just to

smoke and drink with me

The DJ keep spinnin' the hot records

Make the whole table go crazy the first second

Third I'm ready and able to hit the middle

Under that disco ball so I could shake a little

This shit for yall who dance with me

Touchin' my ass and titties so frantically

Don't get carried away with it

I'll let you have a little fun if you play with it

Insatiably, when I cum I do it patiently

Cuz if it ain't all night its a waste to me

You been chasing me for the longest time

Like Billy Joel so please tell me what's on ya

mind..nigga



Chorus:

Homie, you act like you want some

Now tell me, do I do I make ya horny huh

All up on me having a good time

I just wanna know what's going through ya mind mind

mind (say 2x)



(Da Brat)

I put my hands on the back of your fade

And we danced till the crack of dawn came

To the sun raise up its on

Still got stamina to take you home

Brat the damager managed to handle any position

handed to her

You wanna fuck with the funk bandit

Leave it alone when the sweat trinkle down my

cleavage you can't stand it

And you ain't even believing you dancing with Brat

And making eye contact

Homie put your hands on my waist and occassionally

Run your fingers through my fresh ass braids and say

to me

That you feel horny cuz I wanna know

If you want some of this I wish you tell me so

Cuz if I let you touch me I must want you to go

Home with me be alond with me to get some mo'

Cuz we smoke we drink we bump and grind

And even though I'm tipsy I wanna know what's on

ya mind



Chorus: say 2x



(22)

Brat now let me rock it from a niggas perspective

No chick can neglect this

Just listen when I stress this

The bitch was breathless

Big lips so thick make me wanna drop draws

Star had me rock hard shaking like a pornstar

Uh huh wassup shorty

Won't you be my sweet lover friend what homie

Thug love homie Brat put you up on pink lemonade

That's why I don't attract rats with my serinades

Stack off plubicades

Lack when it comes to brains

More than 2 women I'mma stack'em then play the

game

Rack'em they love my name 22

Cuz they figure amongst themselves can I really

enject 2

With my nine inch source see me climb in the nookie

screaming

Everything is mine while I'm grinding the pussy

Can you picture that what's on ya mind baby push me



I don't mind raiding the jar just to get a cookie, uh



Chorus: say 4x