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Why don't ya'll take a look into my life?. See what I see At the age of fourteen, introduce to coops. Learnin' how to seduce niggaz, takin' they loot. Quickly, got involved with this money lifestyl
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Firm, Infamous, Brooklyn, Q B My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant. Some don *, Foxy, get ready to bomb *. Blink a eye, missed the comment. The calmest, its not a threat, its a pr
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My peoples is watching you, watching me. Lots of envy and hate is what it got to be. I heard you tryin' to destroy my whole monopoly. But if I take it to your face, you gon' cop a plea. I know it,
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Featuring Dru Hill. 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 *. Verse One Foxy Brown. Playa haters ery minute wanna stop
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You know, Boogie Brown. How you expect me to love you?. Nigga I can't even trust you So he played you, right?. Shot a little game then he blazed you, right?. Talkin' 'bout he was gon' make you wif
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That's right, papa, that's right. How we do, yeah, Ill Na Na. Come on What up pop? Brace yourself as I ride on top. Close your eyes as you ride, right out your socks. Double, lose his mind as he g
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Uhhhh yeahhhh uh, The Firm. Lust. hate. envy. jealousy. Connivin niggaz. Nigga nature, uh, yeah Jumped out the ride, floss high, black tie. Cocoa to lye, three guys, slanted eyes. I shoulda tr
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One time. Huh, all up in ya like a bone when I. Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung. Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na. Destination, plat' Yo Na Na, so ill, first week out. Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked
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Ughh, gimme some. Ughh, yeah, yeah, yeah, heh. Ughh, get sticky with it. Ughh, get your name back. Not that, ughh Nigga wanna lay up on my couch, watchin' cable. Hands all in his pants, feet all
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Member Mossy, member the sweet dreams. 'Member the cocoa leaves, 'member Sega Genesis. Now we live in love like Genovese stash twenty G's ease. Crib in Belize please, forever cheese Crib all fresh
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Yeah. Firm biz, what it is? Blackstreet. Na na, steady rise, peep this out. Baby gotta get you home with me tonight. Gotta get you home Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox. Gets my swerve
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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 goin' on, in a big way in here. You
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. The Firm he represented would be right behind him The kid got his own Firm, tch. De canta mari con Cormega Mamaow. From the most lethal conglomerate on wax. Foxy Brown, AZ, Nas Escobar and now
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waiter Welcome to the Shark Bar, do you have reservations?. Foxy Yeah, two for Brown. waiter Right this way. man Reservations?. Foxy Ahahahah Foxy Baby. man Yo whattup?. Foxy We need to talk. m
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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. Take this motherfucki
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Ugh, c'mon let me show ya how it go down. When you get three of the illest bitches. Together on one track. And we all got attitudes I'm a mother fuckin' bitch. (With an attitude). I'm a mother fu
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Uhh. Guess who's back uhh. Yeah, uhh Aiyyo rhyme or crime, let's get it on. MC's wanna eat me but it's Ramadan. Peep what's on the arm, when it's ice it's ice. When I'm right, I'm right, when you
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Hello?. Hello?. Bitch. Ey yo, who is this? You ain't know me but I know you. This is fuckin' Baby Mother. Put yo man on the phone. What? Bitch, you heard me, this is fuckin' Baby Mother. Listen
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want this bitch). You think you fuckin' slick?. . foxy brown. Nigga * you, eat a fat boy. Do' I stacked on pussy, platinum and lace. Ain't no smile on my face. *, burn up by the waist. *
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Hmm uuh ahh. (Tramp). Whatchu call me?. (Tramp). Whatchu call me?. (Tramp). Whatchu call me?. (Tramp). Whatchu call me? Home girls, attention you must pay. So listen close to what I say. Don
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Fox Boogie Brown is bad as hell. Battle anybody I don't care if you tell. I excel, they all fell. Suited in' Chanel, Fox Brown will rock the bells C'mon, uhh, rock bells, I'll. The Firm, c'mon, ri
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ghetto superstars. Wanna be like, "Me ass" niggas. Tryin' to be like Foxy Brown bitches. I give a * about your intermureal status, mothafucka. You ain't nobody. We been doin' this, been doin' this
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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 you might not be able to get out of it.
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Hey, you're 'bout to hear the most incredible * ever written. Hard spittin', cigar splittin'. Pray to your god and to them words in the Biblical scriptures. Critical bitch must, flow to the * that
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Yeah. Firm biz, what it is? Blackstreet. Na na, steady rise, peep this out. Baby gotta get you home with me tonight. Gotta get you home Hold up, let's take it from the top, I Fox. Gets my swerve
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Uhh, c'mon yeah. Brooklyn, Brook-lyn, take it back, take it back. If I, Fox Boogie, ragtop six drop. Get caught, think not, light Brown. 'Cause we're not to be stopped. If I I came up fast in thi
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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 for 'em. And if I got to take the stand, I'm
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The* original from dj clue's "professional 2" didn't f/ young gavin intro. . - foxy brown Fox. so hot Ya. can't f k**wit me Fox. so hot Ya. can't f k**wit me Fox. so hot Ya. can't f k**wit me
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Featuring Dru Hill. 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 *. Verse One Foxy Brown. Playa haters ery minute wanna stop
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Foxy Brown. Remix. Baby. Boss, I see you there!. I see you Mike! I see you Roy!. Keep your hands up nigga keep fightin. Baby. Mami, boss nigga, boss bitch. Boss whips with boss chips. Drive
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Uh-huh. A and loc. (99 def jam). Tell me what y'all want, whoa. Ugh, anybody want it?. Come see me, what?. Neno, I said it, fame. . I flows sicker like. Tote quicker like. Na na pop * like s
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cared that industry notice. I don't care. . foxy brown. Don't give a fluck (*) niggas know I'm buck. Niggas know I'm reppin' they don't * wit' me. Bitches know I'm 7 go head get slick. Tick
