[Foxy] This one, is dedicated, to you. . [Wayne Wonder]. Foxy Brown.. Wayne Wonder... Puttin it down.. whoa-oh-oh-oh.. c'mon. . [Chorus: Wayne Wonder].
Let's get it hype nigga. Let's get it crump. Yeah yeah yeah. . Pass me them swisher sweets let's get it crump. If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and dump.
The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?. The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?. When the wicked came against me to eat up my flesh.
Let's get it hype nigga. Let's get it crump. Yeah yeah yeah. . Pass me them swisher sweets let's get it crump. If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and dump.
Bust your guns, uh, uh, yeah. Bonnie and Clyde shit. You hear me? Smell me?. (That's right, you know?). I'mma take this one straight to the top. And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape.
[Mystikal]. If it ain't about my paper (paper). The bitch don't call me. (Bitch don't call me). Cause I'm about my motherfucking business (my business).
Nigga the, ready to carry nigga?. Tighter ass. Yea, hunh you like tighter. Oh yea. Oh ya bustin' that hole. Hole, hole, hole. Bustin' that your motherfuckin' man hold 'em.
Nigga the, ready to carry nigga?. Tighter ass. Yeah, hunh you like tighter. Oh yea. Oh ya bustin' that hole. Hole, hole, hole. Bustin' that your motherfuckin' man hold 'em.
Bust your guns, uh, uh, yeah. Bonnie and Clyde shit. You hear me? Smell me?. (That's right, you know?). I'mma take this one straight to the top. And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape.
I knew a girl name tanesha from the bronx. Grew up in castle hill with two nieces and her aunt. Her moms and her sister, everyday and night moms. Tucked her in and kissed her hugging her tight singing this song.
(Utada Hikaru). . Mmm, Oooh, Oh. . (Foxy Brown). . Yeah, Uh, Yeah. Y'all know y'all see us in the Benz or that Rover. Fresh pair of And 1's, Luis? Pull over.
[[Intro]]Uh, y'know, uh, Boogie Brown, uh. How you expect me to love you, nigga. Can't even trust you, uh. . So he played you, right?. Shot a little game then he blazed you, right?.
[Pretty Boy]. Yo Fox and $hort, yo. Don't let that pretty shit fool you, yo. I ain't pay that bitch phone bill. . [Foxy]. This is for all my ballin' ass bitches.
[Pretty Boy]. Yo Fox and $hort, yo. Don't let that pretty shit fool you, yo. I ain't pay that bitch phone bill. . [Foxy]. This is for all my ballin' ass bitches.
[Fox] Ahh, Trackmasters. My boo. [Dru] Dru Hill, Foxy. [Fox] Right. [Dru] Ill na na na, Na Na. [Fox] Na Na, uhh, that's the shit. . [Foxy Brown]. Playa haters every minute want to stop my dough (uh-huh).
[Chorus]. Lemme tell you where I grew up at. Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that. Where them fake thugs got they vest-es chewed up at. Brooklyn beef! Who want that?.
Phone rings.. . Hello?. . Phone goes dead.. Phone rings again.. . Hello?. Bitch. Ey yo, who is this?. Yo, this is fuckin' Baby Mother, put yo man on the phone.
Whoa, whoa. What the plurrr is this, Yo!. . They say I'm 730, say I spaz out. FB is ill, she'll wild out. Can y'all feel my pain?. I can't let it slide.
All that I have is all that you've given me. Did you never worry that I'd come to depend on you. I gave you all the love I had in me. Now I find you've lied and I can't believe it's true.
[Chorus]. Uh, I mean damn. Me and you forever hand in hand. I'm married to The Firm boo, you got ta understand. I'll die for em, gimme a chair and then I'll fry for em.