Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ratha Be Ya Nigga, artist - 2Pac.
Date of issue: 12.02.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ratha Be Ya Nigga |
'Pac |
Hey |
What’s happening |
Not motherfucking double R, Richie baby |
What’s happening baby, you know how we do it |
Yeah nigga, you know I’m up out this bitch |
It’s time for me to uhhh regulate |
Fo' sho', hey |
Observe |
And you ain’t going back? |
Nah nah nah, we got to show these motherfuckers whassup though |
This is for the honeys, the superstar |
I don’t want to be her man, I want to be her nigga |
You feel me? |
Well let 'em know |
You fucking with niggas that’s insecure |
Watered down, my shit is pure |
Write down my number but don’t call me 'til you sure |
I ain’t begging just trying to relocate between your legs |
Dripping wet, as we experiment in sweaty sex |
When you met me you wouldn’t let me, and now |
You straight begging to sex me got you undressing to test me and uhh. |
Shut me down if you want, and miss the chance to do it live |
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye |
You want a nigga, but think that you can’t have a nigga |
Don’t cheat yourself, instead treat yourself |
If you scared, go to church, I know it hurts |
To find out me and your man be sharing skirts |
I’m hoping you don’t take this the wrong way |
But your body is banging, got me attracted in a strong way |
After a long day of trying to make my songs pay |
Making love all day against the wall in the hallway |
Your fantasies come alive, your heart rate |
Shall increase when we meet up in this dark place |
You might think you’re happy with him |
But that’s a lie, so give this thug a try |
I’d rather be ya nigga |
I’d rather be ya N-I-G-G-A |
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day |
It don’t matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life |
These busters ain’t loving you right |
I’d rather be ya N-I-G-G-A |
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day |
It don’t matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life |
('Cause) These busters ain’t loving you right |
Look, now you was sprung from the introduction |
My conversation’s full of game yet laced with seductions |
I see you blushing like you want something |
Come get a taste of Amerikaz Most Wanted |
And let’s get into some touching, erotic fuckin' |
My up and down with no interruptions |
Have no intentions of busting until you learn your lesson |
Now many questions are often asked, a drop top, 500 Benz |
And plenty cash, to help a nigga get the ass |
You can ride out with sport coat, to get your lobster and crab |
Cause all I got is conversation and a gang of stab |
And I’ma listen when it hurts, I’ma hang out but never stay |
Smoke blunts but leave them stunts up to Super Dave |
I’ll be your nigga, as long as we can understand |
That I’s the nigga and sport coat can be the man |
He wine and dine, but me and you we whine and grind |
And when I’m on the field keep you on the sidelines |
I’d rather be ya N-I-G-G-A |
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day |
It don’t matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life |
Them busters ain’t loving you right |
I’d rather be ya N-I-G-G-A |
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day |
It don’t matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life |
Them busters ain’t loving you right |
Now it’s time for the moment of truth, I got you naked |
Totally sweating, let’s see how hot I can make it |
Tongue kissing 'til yo' head swang |
I’m so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang |
If it’s all mine, then let me know |
Now scream my name out; |
do you want it fast or shall I hit it slow? |
Not to mention, the multiple positions I inflict |
A boss player, freaky motherfucker, can I dig? |
It’s on and popping, now you see what I was seeing |
Why your eyes rolling? |
Loosen up, girl, I ain’t going |
Nowhere, let’s let that sucker stay out there |
While he’s stressed out and knock I stretch out the cock |
Hold the boots, and let a nigga execute |
And though you got it right, I’m going home tonight |
You say you don’t need a man, but I don’t care |
You’re in the presence of a player, I’d rather be ya nigga |
I’d rather be ya N-I-G-G-A |
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day |
It don’t matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life |
These busters ain’t loving you right |
So I’d rather be ya N-I-G-G-A |
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day |
It don’t matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life |
These busters ain’t loving you right |
I’d rather be ya N-I-G-G-A |
So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day |
It don’t matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life |
These busters ain’t loving you right |
I’d rather be ya N-I-G-G-A |
(I'd rather be yo' nigga) |