Braggin & Boasting - Sound Providers

Another day up in these labels of rap

And you're a battle MC who swears that your style is flavorly phat

Can't wait to hit the studio disabling tracks

So everyone can hear your sh*t on they turntables and DATS

You put your single out so now you layin' it back

Cause everybody's screamin'

Your son your name on the map

And everybody's actin' crazy in fact

Hoes be sweatin' your gear

And askin' sh*t like

What fragrance is that

But that's the life you live

Great sex with your admirers

Cause your album's in the deck of everybody's Iowa

But prior to all the props and all the street buzz

Nobody in your neighborhood could give a f**k who you was

Because

They don't love you

They love what you stand for

The car you drive and the loot you got your hands on

That sh*t could end in a minute

Any minute

And then your driveway won't have all them Bentley's in it

And wine glass won't have all that Remy in it

No video shoots with Hype and P Diddy in it

So don't get caught up in the fame and applause

And brainless awards

Next year they ain't gonna want you no more

Check it out now

Rappers always be braggin' and boastin' boastin'

But then they fall off like Billy Ocean

They play the fall guy for they claim to fame

It's just the same old sh*t it's only the names that change

Rappers always be braggin' and boastin' boastin'

But then they fall off like Billy Ocean

Yes sir

Welcome to the Yama Rocka Lounge

I'm here to park your car

Ayo yo it's game time

Time to stop these niggas lame with the rhymes

They rhymes be full of one lines

And one line proves to be too many

And too many proves to be plenty for me to disregard

Bout tired of givin' cats fake head bobs and nods

Listen to their squad's boys front to be hard

And hood D's

Held respect like wood leaves in the park

Shedding tears when it's after three

After me

Anything left is tragedy

Wipe out your team cause I stay past three

On the Richter

Only AIDS patients stay sicker

You must be drunk of the liquor

Cause Pooh is a chaser and I hate that pain in major

Give a f**k about y'all cause your label is major

And your image

Man they got you lustin' the doe

We're gonna see where your love is when you're facin' the flo'

And somebody's four pound tucked ready to blow

And you surrounded by faces that you don't really know

Got your life flashin' fast and you wish it would slow

That's why I love the beats and I lust the flow

So now you know

Rappers always be braggin' and boastin' boastin'

But then they fall off like Billy Ocean

They play the fall guy for they claim to fame

It's just the same old sh*t it's only the names that change

Rappers always be braggin' and boastin' boastin'

But then they fall off like Billy Ocean

Braggin' and boastin' boastin' and braggin'

Cash in your check cause it's the last one you get

Cash in your check cause it's the last one you get

Cash in your check cause it's the last one you get

Cash in your check cause it's the last one you get

The tables have turned and you ain't in effect

Ladies and gentlemen now coming to the stage the main event

Doing some of Billy Ocean's greatest hits

Percy Miracles and the Blue Vibrations

Rappers always be braggin' and boastin' boastin'

But then they fall off like Billy Ocean

They play the fall guy for they claim to fame

It's just the same old sh*t it's only the names that change

Rappers always be braggin' and boastin' boastin'

But then they fall off like Billy Ocean

Yeah yeah yeah y'all

To all y'all rappers thinkin' y'all hot right now

When you fall off I'm sayin' this what you're gonna be doin'

You gonna be in a lounge in Vegas somewhere

Doin' doin' hit

You know what I'm sayin'

Doin' the old cover joints

So always always always be thankful for what you got

Like that y'all

It's like this y'all

It's Little Brother

Sound Providers don't quit y'all

It's like that y'all

It's like this y'all

It's Little Brother

Sound Providers don't quit y'all