
fuckin' track - da fresh (edm) & foxy brown lyrics
[foxy brown] (dj clue)
(and i!) oooh, nana (new sh*t! foxy brown!)
fo wit the x (so hot!)
whoa, brooklyn
alright (oh!) okay, alright, c’mon
mmm (fresh out!)
i said it’s gon’ b*tter
(my n*gga pretty boy!)
b*tch is lethal (anton!) uhh
whoa, ohh sh*t, na na come through (clue! *echoes*)
burn big spliff, y’all hoes pop sh*t
i keep my gun c*cked (ha ha!)
and my b*tch spit
yes, who the ras wan’ test me
original, don gargon that b*tch
i’m the reason b*tches ride d*ck (dun know)
i’m the reason why they like c*ck stiff
fox is the only reason
why them b*tch wan’ run gwan’ buy fake tits like
who the f*ck is y’all aimin for?
if it’s fox, f*ck you ain’t name me for?
like i told you before, i’m bk’s illest
dangerous b*tch, bk’s realest
heat play wit n*ggas
clap gun, i rap don gargon
rapper slash model
the whole round robin, so don’t y’all get suspicious
i’m big gun c*ck foxy, y’all likkle vicious
n*ggas feel this
1 * [foxy brown] (sung)
(y’all can’t f*ck with fox)
so hot make n*ggas say
(y’all can’t f*ck)
so hot make b*tches say
(y’all can’t f*ck with fox)
so hot make n*ggas say
(y’all can’t f*ck)
so hot, so hot
(y’all can’t f*ck with fox)
so hot make n*ggas say
(y’all can’t f*ck)
so hot make b*tches say
(y’all can’t f*ck with fox)
so hot make n*ggas say
(y’all can’t f*ck)
so hot, fox, so hot
(y’all can’t f*ck with fox)
whoo!
[foxy brown] (dj clue)
who da ras (?) chat but sound like who?
and outta all n*ggas i’ma please not do
n*ggas talk sl!ck then plead to the crew
got some grimy lil n*ggas that’ll eat y’all food (haha!)
n*gga, don’t talk to me ’bout fox spit rude
i’m the same bad gwal, same c*cky attitude (word!)
ain’t nothin changed
stunt gal, sick bod’
mash up on mah blood clot range like
and naan b*tch f*ckin wit fox like
whoa; original big gun c*ck b*tch
and naan b*tch wanna see fox
naan b*tch, wanna see me likkle gun pop
like, and if any b*tch step on my crocks
thats a automatic hot one through ya datsun, seen?
make them n*ggas drop they toungues and
before they done make ’em drop they ones
tell ’em any n*gga comin can’t come for free
it’s a, price you pay if you f*ckin wit me
as long as ya “chyna doll” is indefinitely
we h*o*t*t*i*e’s, yes
not many can do it like, do it like..
repeat 1
[dj clue over 1]
dj clue! desert storm!
the professional part two!
word up! c’mon!
[foxy brown] (dj clue)
mmm..
i hate n*ggas that love to pull rank
can’t f*ck and when they nut n*ggas shoot blanks (haha!)
whoo! i’m sorta like jessica rabbit
f*ck who? b*tch don’t move without carats, n*gga
and that’s my motto * f*ck me today, buy a house tomorrow
and i don’t feel sorrow, mmm
especially when i wind up my waistline, uhh
make them n*ggas l.o.i. to the bass line
make them n*ggas pepper seed when they taste mine
repeat 1
[dj clue over 1]
dj clue! william m. holla!
you know how we do things!
word up!
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