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Bwa Lyrics - Chyna Doll - Foxy Brown

Uh (c'mon yeah) 

Let me show ya how it go down (c'mon) 

When you get three of the illest bitches together 

On one track (c'mon) 

And we all got attitudes (ughh) 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I got a case for spittin' in a motherfuckers' face 

Me and my aids drunk calico strapped to the waist 

A hundred in the click, blast it 

Whatcha motherfuckers eyein' me fo? 

Illiest Chyna White, Gangsta Boo on my right 

And Mia X to my left, while y'all motherfuckers dugged up 

44, blue door, tear the whole motherfuckin' club up 

(Tear the club up) Uh, uh 

I sets up motherfuckin' Fresno bitches 

Make 'em feel shit, real bitches reconize real shit 

Only one bitch put it down like this (uh) 

See the shiny ass shit on my wrist? (uh) 

See them shiny ass shoes on my six? 

And I know ya know them thug ass two to my click 

When it's beef, Na Na stash this heat 

For all y'all asses 

My bitches rollin' masta gats is popular 

357 drop for ya 

It ain't No Limit to my three bitch mafia (uh) 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

 

A certified head buster (Mama Mia) 

Known on the streets for drama 

When my bitches meet some heat they call Mama, and I'm comin' 

Gunnin' everything up in my way 

But it ain't always gotta be about the gunplay 

I gots to say (for real) 

My right and left AKA Dumb Hoe Beaters 

Black size and while y'all jaws, y'all know Mia 

A street bitch about street shit 

They ain't no additives in this 

Bitch, I live this raw dough 

So, y'all backstabbin' two-face motherfuckers 

Double talkin' get your punch and both your dick suckers 

About the ruckus add they 

What you won't do for the crew (what you won't do) 

'cause my click's all Tru (all Tru) 

Tru niggas, Tru game, Tru paper 

Keepin' up with us trust the Tru to break it up (for reals) 

Take the shit outside that started in the club 

Now y'all gon' tear it up 

And I'm gon shut the bitch down 

 

The was you talk about women is bullshit 

 

Die! Bitches everywhere you go 

Bitches is dyin' bitches been die for over 400 years 

 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

 

I live a rich life nigga so that makes me undefined 

Got the bitches mad 'cause your niggas is on mine 

So, I guess that means that I'm just the shit 

Straight up, crazy, don't plan to get fucked wit 

You lay your ass on the fuckin' ground, don't speak! 

Watch the play on your seat, leave your ass all nice and sweet, creep 

On your monkey ass, what it takes to mass, try to run with mass 

Don't doubt, infra-red on your monkey ass 

Gangsta Boo be wit it, what the fuck you gon' do? 

Your Power Ranger proof, scared to fuck 

We thought we told you, we coming through, tearin' clubs up 

Bitch, in the range yellin' hit a motherfucker and givin' 'em damn 

thangs 

 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

I'm a motherfuckin' bitch 

Real bitches don't die 

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