Foxy Brown Album

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(Feat. Mavado)

(Foxy Brown)
No. 1 Baby
Blackhand, Mavado
Gangsta
I gotta do this with my stylin’ voice
Ayo

(First Verse) - (Foxy Brown)
See its the Louboutin leather pump Don Diva
Get my Kevin Chiles on call me Don Diva
I’m In the Zac Posen, strapless with the back open
Back loc’ing tossing petals off of Black Roses
This is mo gutta, this is more crack
And I ain’t change, I been the same bitch before rap
The only thing that changed is my ass got more fat
But my titties been crazy baby
You ain’t gotta ask who back, you soft bitch move back
Had BK on my back, even Shawn couldn’t do that
I cruise all slow in the S-Class down Classen
Pullin up in traffic on Nostrand and Patchin
I took six years off, I let em have rap and
Y’all bitches played with it, I came to snatch it back then
Put it back on the project bench
And made every gangsta nigga want a dark-skinned bitch

(Chorus) - (Mavado)
We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’
Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’
We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’
Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin’
We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’
Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’
Makin’ paper, Money stashin’
Since I really really wanna know what’s happenin’

(Verse 2) - (Foxy Brown)
So wanna bloodclaut this man, bad gal bout here
Drips out tha pussy them na friend gal bout here
Bitch now the body sting round here
Big star body, kill off every dirty gal roll near
Bitch bust a shot and FIYA, two shots FIYA FIYA, put the pussy pon FIYA
Yes Iya, dress Fliya, Hoppin’ out the Bentley coupe on Flatbush and Empire
Y’all rap bitches, I will ruin ‘em
My reps for the boostin’ bitches with them bags full of aluminum
One love to Tu and them
Clyde, Shyne, and Shoe and them
Chaz, Prince, and Grafh the whole fuckin’ crew and them
Can’t forget Scruce and them
Shabar and Dew and them
Kev, Wedge, Draft, and BIG I ate food with them
Y’all know Fox run the block bitches
It’s the Fox bitches, for the bloodclaut bitches (murdah)

(Chorus) - (Mavado)
We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’
Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’
We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’
Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin’
We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’
Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’
Makin’ paper, Money stashin’
Since I really really wanna know what’s happenin’

(Verse 3) - (Mavado)
We’re makin’ cheese, Slowly with ease
With small fuck these easily from the G’z
The goons from the land of kings
Her breasts me squeeze
All night, she make me pleased
You want promote the gangsta life and hustle
Now my girls approach you and know boy can’t bust wit
And now it’s all fine and they all come sit
We’re not goin’ nowhere, don’t fuck with this
(Foxy Brown)
(Yes) Fox I’m back baby, and I’m still with the Hand still
Still in the hood, nigga still on the block still
Still in the Benz baby, still in the drop still
I’m still in the chinchillas, still move wit them killas (woah)
Besides that I got my hearing back
The same attitude like what the fuck you staring at
Homie, my case is beat, I’m still spitting heat
Who ya know rep it harder than me, Brooklyn

(Chorus) - (Mavado)
We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’
Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’
We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’
Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin’
We’re On Fire, We ain’t stoppin’
Cuz I really really wanna know what’s happenin’
Makin’ paper, Money stashin’
Since I really really wanna know what’s happenin’

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(feat. Kiara)

[INTRO: Foxy Brown]
Yeah, whoa whoa
Black hand, whoa
BK, whoa whoa
1, 2, 3, 4

[PRE-CHORUS: Kiara]
Here we go buckle up
Cause you know we about to go
Take a trip to a place
Somewhere like outer space
Don't be scared
I'm the captain anything can happen to ya boy
But I won't hurt cha boy

[VERSE 1: Foxy Brown]
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
We'll fuck them like a porno star
Me and my girls real hard in the Bentley Arnage
LyricsA whife line skirt and chinchilla fur
My bitch tiff keep a bottle of Cris
In a glass top six and that's my bitch
F double O-X B double O-G-I-E
My na na na na tastes like Jamaican kiki
Ain't a bitch freaky like me
When the lights go out I'm show you what I'm about
Matter fact playboy open you mouth (come here)
Lemme take you on a tour down south

[CHORUS: Kiara]
Baby when the lights go out, I want cha to show me what chu really all about
Baby when the lights go out I'm gonna light up your life
Take you for a ride on this rollercoaster
Theme park, thrill ride, pay attention let's fly
Baby when the lights go out
I'm gonna light up your life
Take you for a ride on the rollercoaster
Theme park, thrill ride, pay attention let's fly

[VERSE 2: Foxy Brown]
I only met one nigga that deserved it
He a gangsta so he worth it
I make them pretty boys nervous
Ya'll already know who this is
The bitch that throwback vicious
I ain't like your grandma
I ain't them other rap bitches
Throw it up in mad positions
From the bathroom to the kitchen
On the table fuck the dishes
They fall to the floor
While I give you the business
And I'm so flexible that I'll stretch and pull that ass up real properly
Can't fuck with the I'll na na
Can't fuck with the I'll na na
Can't fuck with the I'll na na
1, 2, 3, 4

[CHORUS: Kiara]
Baby when the lights go out, I want cha to show me what chu really all about
Baby when the lights go out I'm gonna light up your life
Take you for a ride on this rollercoaster
Theme park, thrill ride, pay attention let's fly
Baby when the lights go out
I'm gonna light up your life
Take you for a ride on the rollercoaster

[VERSE 3: Foxy Brown]
The boy can't handle the na na
Let him put one hand on the na na
Then I'll let him get a sniff of the na na
Your boy came to quick for the na na
Then I'll let him get a lick of the na na
Let that boy get stiff than a na na
See my pun-pun print to the fellas
Something like the black medallion

[BRIDGE: Kiara]
Boy relax your mind it will be alright
Just hold and I'll bang you right
Lights go out cause I'm a light up your life
So what you gonna do.

[CHORUS: Kiara]
Baby when the lights go out
I want cha (I want cha) to show me (to show me) what chu really all about
Baby when the lights go out I'm gonna light up your life
Take you for a ride on this rollercoaster
Theme park, thrill ride, pay attention let's fly
Baby when the lights go out
I'm gonna light up your life
Take you for a ride on the rollercoaster

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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 f**kin' years

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 f**kin' years

See I know how it feel to wake up f**ked up
How can the spectators say Fox is stuck up
How can y'all judge my life, like I ain't have struggles
Sometimes I feel like I live inside a f**kin' bubble
I work hard for mines, baby, I'm a thoroughbred
And I don't care what channel 5 and the haters said
I will not cower, I will not conform
I've been through this rap shit too long
And everybody wanna know 'bout Fox
LyricsBet I'm the most controversial young rap bitch in hip-hop
And please don't shed me no tears, I need y'all prayers
Feds on my back, tryna' give me five years
And my P.O. stay tryna' violate me
So I make sure my piss is clean, my wrists is gleamin'
And my whip is sick, my six is mean
Paparazzi take flicks and see how the bitch lean
I'm every black girl's dream
Controversy sells, I was taught at sixteen
I spaz if you tempt me
Only black bitch to get press like the white bitches, Paris & Lindsay

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 f**kin' years

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 f**kin' years

Allow me to tear it all down
You gotta get the f**k back up if you fall down
Can't stumble or crumble, or let 'em see you drown
And I swear with every tear that I cry - I'm here now
Imagine how it feel to see your world torn down
This is not Fox that's speakin - there's no more Brown
Let me reintroduce myself and tear the wall down
Hold up - Let me take the platinum plaques all down
Let me take off my jewelry, the ring by my middle finger
Nice to meet you again, Hi, My name is Inga
I cry real tears - cause I'm a real person
Look beyond my fur coats and Chanel purses
Put aside the Christian Dior, and look inside my soul
And see I'm just a little insecure
I'm just like y'all - but I probably hurt more
After thirteen years I feel I deserve more
And I single handedly changed the whole rap game
Bust a shot when y'all mention my name - Blockaaa, Brown

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 f**kin' years

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 f**kin' years

Only a bum bitch snatch bags and all that
It's 2007 - what the f**k you call that?
Yeah they jumped me - I had five bitches on my back
And I emerged unscathed without a mothaf**kin' scratch
About an hour later, got all my shit back
Every mothaf**kin' piece - bitch, I AM the streets
I'm Brownsville to Bedstuy, Flatbush, and the East
What other rap bitch could touch Brooklyn concrete?
Home of the crooks, and - step in any hood in Brooklyn
Bet you'll still see my Louboutin footprints

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