Side B
B-Boy Soji Lyrics
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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
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
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...
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...
Lay on back, light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want
Lay on back, light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want
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, please speak ...
(Brat: Nigga, close your eyes, cause you already see
the Notorious B-R-A-T)
The raw combination, the destination,
Number one tote a gun with no hestiation
Live with the funkdafied cutie pie
Gat by the thigh, the Smalls by her side
If you fuck with her you got to fuck with me
And we'll be rapping at your motherfuckin' eulogy, so ...
Lay on back, light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want
Brat-tat-tat-tat, please speak ...
I got the funk in my pocket, shit stay locked down
The nigga you know who represent them platinuim sounds
Now baby Biggie, I done heard that Juicy
Didn't find nuthin but truth, in the hook B
You're pledging to wreck with a notorious nigga ready to die
jump in the Benz, took me a little ride
round the mountain, broke a left, hit SoSoDef
and told the nigga JD I was the one, fuck the rest
We Funkdafied, kicking it live
Robin Leach teach a nigga how to really survive
Whether it be track or blunt, ain't no need to front
Got what you need, and I take everything you ever wanted, nigga
We comin' mass, his pimpin' ass, his glass is full of Moet
The Rolex is bar-bayed, parkade, B to the R-A, T
Rolling off swoll on chrome 17
Lay on back, light up the blunts
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want
Lay back, listen to the B-Side
Slide, glide, do whatever you want
Get out your lighters
We be the rhyme writers
Starters ... from the heart of College Park,
New York, Chicago ... wherever you wanna go
The song "Side B" by B-Boy Soji is a collaboration between So So Def and Bad Boy featuring two iconic artists, The Notorious B.I.G. and Da Brat. The lyrics immediately set the tone for the song with B-Boy Soji declaring his presence before launching into a classic hip-hop beat.
The verses that follow the intro as performed by B-Boy Soji, take the listener on a ride through the hood. B-Boy Soji relays his journey to overcome obstacles and prove his worth as a boss in the game. The chorus, however, is where the heart of the song lies as it captures the perfect blend of pure hip-hop and party vibes. B-Boy Soji directs the listener to take a load off, light up the blunts, and groove to the beat, as he and his crew provide just the things that the audience wants.
Da Brat and The Notorious B.I.G. add their unique flavors to the song with their respective verses, infusing the song with their signature styles. Brat goes hard with her bars, showcasing her superior flow as she spits fire over the beat. Biggie comes in with his usual swagger and commanding presence, leaving the listener nodding their head, hanging on his every word.
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B Side, B side, ha, check it
Introducing Side B - let's get started!
So So Def ... Bad Boy ... collaboration
Teamwork between record labels for this track
The Notorious BIG in the house
Biggie Smalls is here, ready to rap
We got Da Brat in the house
Da Brat is also here, ready to deliver her verses
And me, y'all know who I be
Introducing the rapper Soji to those who don't know him yet
I got that shit all you niggas just love to ride to
Soji makes music that people love to play in their cars
Funk for your trunk is what I provide you
Soji's music is funky and bass-heavy, perfect for car stereos
So slide through your hood with me in your deck
Take a drive around your neighborhood with Soji's music playing
Cause your correct way to get your groove on FLOMPS
Soji's music has the perfect rhythm for moving your body
And I paid the costs to be the boss as a kid
Soji worked hard to become successful in the music industry, starting from a young age
Fucked around and made some shit you can't fuck with
Soji made great music that competitors can't match
They thought luck did it, but it didn't cause I'm back again
Some people thought Soji's success was just luck, but he's back again with more hits
Back with the Big and my new-found friend
Soji teamed up with Biggie Smalls for this track and they became friends
Sliding in from the front, never way behind
Soji is always at the forefront of the rap game
Niggas wonder how I came with this style of mine
People are curious about Soji's unique rap style
Remain in your seats as I release the clip into yo' hip
The beat drops and Soji delivers his verses like a gunshot
Brat and Biggie Smalls... Aw, shit!
Da Brat and Biggie are next up to rap, and they're both amazing
On top of all that, I'm so, so remarkable,
Soji is proud of his skills as a rapper
Flow to make you motherfuckers know
His flow is powerful and impressive
Ain't an MC coming close to touch
No other rapper can match his talent
Bitches I like to fuck, guns I like to bust, so...
Soji likes women and guns, and he's not afraid to show it
Lay on back, light up the blunts
Relax and smoke some marijuana
As we give you motherfuckers just what you want
They're giving the people what they want - great music and a good time
I never knew, niggas had a clue
Soji is surprised that people know he's the king of the streets
On who was the king of the street
He's well-known and respected in the rap scene
More deep than a Range Rover jeep, guns under the seat
Soji is powerful and dangerous, with guns at the ready
And my nigga just came home from work, release
Soji's friend just got out of jail and they're celebrating
Cristal in my lap, chronic in the air
They're drinking champagne and smoking marijuana
(Brat: Nigga, pass that shit like you just don't care)
Da Brat asks Soji to pass her the joint
Yeah, you on my shit list, Biggie burns spliffs
Soji is upset with someone, but Biggie is calm and smoking weed
when I'm pissed, release the Rolex from your wrist
Soji shows off his wealth and threatens violence
Nigga, no human being, Korean or European
Biggie is one of a kind, no matter where you're from
be seein' what Big be seein', I leave 'em peein'
Biggie is so intimidating that people are scared to look at him
in they draws, because Biggie Smalls
He's so scary that people piss themselves
Is far from weak -- Brat-tat-tat, please speak ...
Biggie is not weak, and Da Brat is up next
(Brat: Nigga, close your eyes, cause you already see
Da Brat warns listeners that her rap is going to be amazing
the Notorious B-R-A-T)
She refers to herself as the Notorious B-R-A-T, like Biggie's nickname
The raw combination, the destination,
Biggie and Da Brat are a powerful combination
Number one tote a gun with no hestiation
They're both ready to use violence if necessary
Live with the funkdafied cutie pie
Da Brat is funky and cute
Gat by the thigh, the Smalls by her side
She's carrying a gun, and Biggie is with her for backup
If you fuck with her you got to fuck with me
They have each other's backs, and if you mess with one, you mess with both
And we'll be rapping at your motherfuckin' eulogy, so ...
They're not afraid to kill anyone who messes with them
I got the funk in my pocket, shit stay locked down
Soji has a unique sound and style
The nigga you know who represent them platinuim sounds
He represents the popular, commercial sound of rap music
Now baby Biggie, I done heard that Juicy
Soji has heard Biggie's classic song Juicy
Didn't find nuthin but truth, in the hook B
He thinks the song is filled with truth and honesty
You're pledging to wreck with a notorious nigga ready to die
Soji is ready to fight and even die for his music
jump in the Benz, took me a little ride
They took a drive together in Biggie's Mercedes-Benz
round the mountain, broke a left, hit SoSoDef
They went to the recording studio for their collaboration
and told the nigga JD I was the one, fuck the rest
He told the producer JD that he's the best rapper around
We Funkdafied, kicking it live
They're having fun and making great music together
Robin Leach teach a nigga how to really survive
They're living the good life, like Robin Leach often featured on TV
Whether it be track or blunt, ain't no need to front
They're good at both making music and smoking weed
Got what you need, and I take everything you ever wanted, nigga
Soji is confident that he can give you everything you want in music
We comin' mass, his pimpin' ass, his glass is full of Moet
They're rolling in style, with expensive champagne and cars
The Rolex is bar-bayed, parkade, B to the R-A, T
They've got expensive watches and cars, and they're proud of it
Rolling off swoll on chrome 17
They've got impressive, flashy cars with large wheels
Lay back, listen to the B-Side
Relax and listen to the second half of the album
Slide, glide, do whatever you want
Enjoy the music however you like
Get out your lighters
Get ready to light a joint or a cigarette
We be the rhyme writers
They're great at making lyrics and music
Starters ... from the heart of College Park,
They're from the town of College Park, Georgia
New York, Chicago ... wherever you wanna go
They're popular all over the country and beyond
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, JERMAINE DUPRI, RAYMOND JAMES CALHOUN, SHAWNTAE HARRIS
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