Uhh Ladies y'all know how that sayin' goes 'Be careful what you ask for in life 'Cuz you just might get it' Dependin' on what you ask for What you get
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
[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
(Jimi Hendrix) (Oh yeah, baby! So foxy!) You know you're a sweet little lovemaker Oh yeah And I know you're a sweet little heartbreaker I know you are
Baby, baby tried to phone you, they said you were gone Baby, baby please come home to me where you belong Foxy, Foxy, you're all I have to hold Don't
Foxy Foxy You know you're a cute little heartbreaker Foxy You know you're a sweet little lovemaker Foxy I wanna take you home I won't do you
Yeah, without a doubt, we up in here chillin' This is the Kid Capri And I'm in the house with Foxy Brown For the nine-pound, plus one And we got things
The following previews have been approved for all audiences By the 'Committee For Audiovisual Sound' On the mean streets of New York, everyone has a crew
He who gets slapped and he who gets saved He who brutalizes the timeless stage He is the mongrel, he wants it all He lives for relics, hang on the wall
Fever Baby OK, alright Brooklyn Uh-Oh Uh-Oh Yeah Uh Huh Bitches throw ya drinks up, Style when we be comin' in Niggas throw ya guns up, Whyle when we
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
Uhh, I mean damn Me and you forever hand in hand I'm married to The Firm boo, you got to understand (understand) I'll die for em, gimme a chair and then
[INTRO:] Ill nana Yeah, whoa whoa Black king, whoa B.k, whoa whoa 1, 2, 3, 4 I'm good, buckle up Cause you know we about to go Take a trip to a place
Uhh, I mean damn, me and you forever hand in hand I'm married to The Firm boo, you got to understand I'll die for 'em, gimme a chair and then I'll fry
Lord have mercy, I'm so controversy Bet you've never seen a star cry I gave you my life My blood, sweat, and tears Hip-hop's bad girl for ten fuckin'
Uh yeah this is Beanie Seigel That philly cat playin' wit that silly rap Put your weight up, not your hate up, niggas You know how you play, quiet towns
Murder, Nana, murder, Nana (Murder, murder) Murder dem, murder dem mi nuh competition I gwaan, murder dem Sexiness you need some of mine Come kick it
[Intro]: Foxy Brown Murder (Murder) na na na murder (murder) na na na Murder dem, murder dem, mi no competition I gwaan, murder dem [Sizzla] (*Foxy Brown