Foxy Brown lyrics
Foxy Brown lyrics
"Talk To Me Lyrics"
Tug Of War Lyrics
It's A Tug Of War What With One Thing And Another It's A Tug Of War We Expected More But With One Thing And Another We Were Trying To Outdo Each Other In A Tug Of War In Another World I
It's A Tug Of War What With One Thing And Another It's A Tug Of War We Expected More But With One Thing And Another We Were Trying To Outdo Each Other In A Tug Of War In Another World I
Featuring Pretty Boy]
[Pretty Boy]
Yo tell Foxy to hold all that down
Aight hold on
[Foxy]
Uhh that's cool
First bitch what
[Foxy Brown]
There ya'll bitches go straight yappin' again
Oh the TV show fucked up got you rappin' again
Ya'll bitches is scared now got you rhymin' from the heart now
Been talkin' shit what the fuck you wanna start now
Mad cause he Pretty
Seent ya fruity ass s
Your Sister Cant Twist Lyrics
I could really get off being in your shoes I used to be stone sold on rhythm and blues A heard of a place at the back of town Where you really kick the shit when the sun goes down I really got buzzed when your sister said traight starin' at my titties
Spendin' chips to get me, who me!
Strickly dickly, fucks wit' no chicks
Only the thuggest cats, with the, stiffest dicks
Picture this, ya'll broke bitches wanna see me diss ya'll
Just to get ya'll rich, never
It's simple shit, this little navigator
Litte high heeled gators, be gettin' you sick
What the fuck is this
Ain't ya'll bitches supposed to be CEO's, and actresses, whoa
See this dough, this bomb
Pretty roll in this, heavy dough
Don't ya'll chicks know, I inherit from the best
My nigga Jay, so you feelin' the rest
Bnnie and Clyde, bitch!
You don't worry bout this, he like this
The way the shit mines, just look at your wrist
Why is she even trippin' off this hallf ass shit
We rockin' stadiums, splittin' half that shit
He like, huh, here go the keys, go flash that shit
Matter fact, take this birck, and go st
That's right, I'm bare foot
On the stage with the look
Now you clones, dick ridin' my throne
I'ma let ya'll hoes know, for the first and last time
I'm on that Brooklyn shit, and I'm takin' what's mine
Yeah, now you made, ain't no royalties left?
Hah, I'll show you royalty
Dead on your royalty, uhh
I'ma stay talkin' about gettin' proper
Yeah, bitch, I said it
I'ma dress dress royal
Talk to me
I could really get off being in your shoes I used to be stone sold on rhythm and blues A heard of a place at the back of town Where you really kick the shit when the sun goes down I really got buzzed when your sister said traight starin' at my titties
Spendin' chips to get me, who me!
Strickly dickly, fucks wit' no chicks
Only the thuggest cats, with the, stiffest dicks
Picture this, ya'll broke bitches wanna see me diss ya'll
Just to get ya'll rich, never
It's simple shit, this little navigator
Litte high heeled gators, be gettin' you sick
What the fuck is this
Ain't ya'll bitches supposed to be CEO's, and actresses, whoa
See this dough, this bomb
You made me the thief of your heart Lyrics
I hope you're happy now... ...I could never make you so... you were a hard man... no harder in this world you made me cold and you made me hard and you made me the thief of your
ass face in this I hope you're happy now... ...I could never make you so... you were a hard man... no harder in this world you made me cold and you made me hard and you made me the thief of your
Pretty roll in this, heavy dough
Don't ya'll chicks know, I inherit from the best
My nigga Jay, so you feelin' the rest
Bnnie and Clyde, bitch!
You don't worry bout this, he like this
The way the shit mines, just look at your wrist
Why is she even trippin' off this hallf ass shit
We rockin' stadiums, splittin' half that shit
He like, huh, here go the keys, go flash that shit
Matter fact, take this birck, and go st
My Own Way Lyrics
Well, I went up to the city Tried to find my way around there I went up to the city Couldn't say just what I found there But I found what I found Then I left there to find my own way Well, I went out to the country
sh that shit Well, I went up to the city Tried to find my way around there I went up to the city Couldn't say just what I found there But I found what I found Then I left there to find my own way Well, I went out to the country
That's right, I'm bare foot
On the stage with the look
Now you clones, dick ridin' my throne
I'ma let ya'll hoes know, for the first and last time
I'm on that Brooklyn shit, and I'm takin' what's mine
Yeah, now you made, ain't no royalties left?
Hah, I'll show you royalty
Dead on your royalty, uhh
I'ma stay talkin' about gettin' proper
Yeah, bitch, I said it
I'ma dress dress royal
Talk to me