The Braids lyrics

by

Pharrell Williams


[Intro]
Test one
One, two, test, motherf*cker
Mic check, one, two (Rrr)
Roof
f*ck a b*tch, beat my ass, hoe, damn
Just- just checkin' my sh*t
I gotta check my sh*t to make sure my sh*t tight
That's how I do my sh*t, n*gga
You know?
Do your sh*t how you do your sh*t
It's cool, I ain't trippin', you heard?
I'ma do mine
Don't f*ck, don't f*ck wit' the braids
You can't f*ck, you can't f*ck wit' the braids
Don't f*ck, don't f*ck wit' the braids
You can't f*ck, you can't f*ck wit' the braids

[Verse 1]
You can't stop me, c*cky
Just watch me, watch me
Ain't gon' be no carbon copies
Drop it, can't mock me, too sloppy, now stop it
You should've known better, or is it cause I flow better, they kept me in the shade
But now I'm back, motherf*cker, it's the n*gga with the cannon for the tooth swingin' with the braids
[Chorus]
Don't f*ck, don't f*ck wit' the braids
They can't f*ck, they can't f*ck wit' the braids
Don't f*ck, don't f*ck wit' the braids
They can't f*ck, they can't f*ck wit' the braids
Roof, roof, roof, braids
Roof, roof, roof, braids

[Verse 2]
Right before the dope man, I don't sing but my rhymes gon' bang
Make the ink on the page catch flame and it light like propane
No sweat, no blood, no pain, no gain
No card, no deal, no dice, no game, no thang
Giving these b*tches something vicious
I got them falling to pieces like porcelain dishes
I'm dirty, I get all the way down on the ground wit' the work
Memorize, take a picture, write a book, I don't give a f*ck
I learned to fly, ground rip up
I'm here, lay down and give up
n*gga, you ain't gonna leave me out my entrance, [?] inches
Count a hundred thousand pennies, every sentence
Buddatt, buddatt, buddatt, get back
I get very scary like a gat in this b*tch, what's happening
I rip racks and pop TECs
I'm so poppin' they just got to rap what I spray
Sometimes I gotta watch what I say
I'm so wild, cause I'm from 'round where the crocodiles play
Don't play wit' me now or later
I make you say, "Aww, give it to me, don't be that way"
I'm tellin' ya, couldn't tell you wit' the mute
I been doing this sh*t, how to train 'em, how to use 'em
Just apply the proper respect
I'm tactically selective with the maximum effect
But eclectic, brown perfected
It just don't get no colder, b*tch, if I'm perfected
Y'all n*ggas couldn't pop a rubberband
You f*cking with the man wit' the braids
[Chorus]
Wit' the braids
Don't f*ck, don't f*ck wit' the braids
They can't f*ck, they can't f*ck wit' the braids
Don't f*ck, don't f*ck wit' the braids
They can't f*ck, they can't f*ck wit' the braids
Roof, roof, roof, wit' the braids
Roof, roof, roof, swing the braids

[Verse 3]
Big spark create a fire, goddamn it
Get into it, get off; get down, get cross, get tied
For my Million and my Mychelle
My Mama and my brother and my nephew and myself
The man upstairs, cause I kept it up
For my rounds and my n*ggas 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*cking backseat
Michael Tyler, rhyme and droating driver, miracle rip plyer
The fasthold desire! On fire, reach a flyer, ain't nobody lie
Starting them out of a team, city of Seam
With 100 suckers and a busta
And I'm still clean! Hollering hi-ya
Right before I chop you in your throat
Another rapper say I'm on my way
To get the f*cking hat and coat, and hit the motherf*cking 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
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*ckers
The n*gga with the cannon for the two
Swinging with the braids
[Hook]
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