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I Don't Care Foxy Brown

I I I DON'T CARE I DON'T CARE [Chyna White] Yo, consider me a roll model if there's beef in the club I'm that lil' white bitch that's gonna throw bottles Me and the fam has this whole model Fuck

Interlude ... The Set Up Foxy Brown

[Foxy] Yeah two for Brown [waiter] Right this way [man] Reservations? [Foxy] Ahahahah *piano keys crowd background* [Foxy] Baby [man] Yo whattup? [Foxy] We need to talk [man] Talk about what?

Can You Feel Me Baby (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Pretty Boy) Foxy Brown

My peoples is watching you watching me Lots of envy and hate is what it gots to be I heard you tried to destroy my whole monopoly But if I take it to ya face ya 'gon cop a plea I know it but it's cool

Job Foxy Brown

[Intro] Ughh, gimme some Ughh, yeah, yeah, yeah, heh Ughh, get sticky wit it Ughh, get your name back Not that, ughh [Foxy] Nigga wanna lay up on my couch, watchin' cable Hands all in his pants

Job (Explicit Version) (Feat. Mya) Foxy Brown

[Intro] Ughh, gimme some Ughh, yeah, yeah, yeah, heh Ughh, get sticky wit it Ughh, get your name back Not that, ughh [Foxy] Nigga wanna lay up on my couch, watchin' cable Hands all in his pants, feet all

Fallin' Foxy Brown

Don't hate me cause I'm ballin' Lord take me if I'm fallin' I think I hear them callin' me Why the keep on callin' me?

It's Hard Being Wifee (Explicit Version) (Feat. Noreaga) Foxy Brown

Ughh [Foxy] Niggas might take advantage if you let 'em Play your cards right, and if you fuck 'em in the same night Make sure that he don't snitch Must be up to sumpin' or be lyin' on his dick Shit, you

`Bout My Paper Foxy Brown

started [Foxy] Who could talk about that money better than me?

Tramp Foxy Brown

Home girls, attention you must pay So listen close to what I say Don't take this as no simple rhyme Because this type of shit happens all the time Now, what would you do if a broke nigga came by?

Tramp (Explicit Version) Foxy Brown

Home girls, attention you must pay So listen close to what I say Don't take this as no simple rhyme Because this type of shit happens all the time Now, what would you do if a broke nigga came by?

My Life Foxy Brown

And if you only knew I hold my minks at nights with cheap Or no other hands can hold me right My girls ain't the same, guess it's cuz the fame Bitches smile in my face and throw dirt on my name Mad cuz

Ride (Down South) (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Juvenile, Eightball, MJG) Foxy Brown

All my money making bitches if you ride with me I'mma pimp 'till I die and I'mma ride for free Now where them real bitches at Where them real bitches at Where they at, where they at, where they at, huh

Letter To The Firm, (Holy Matrimony) Foxy Brown

Uhh, I mean damn Me and you forever hand in hand I'm married to The Firm boo, you got ta understand (understand) I'll die for em, gimme a chair and then I'll fry for em (fry for em) And if I got ta take

(Holy Matrimony) Letter To The Firm Foxy Brown

Uhh, I mean damn Me and you forever hand in hand I'm married to The Firm boo, you got ta understand (understand) I'll die for em, gimme a chair and then I'll fry for em (fry for em) And if I got ta take

Run Dem Foxy Brown

[Foxy] Whoa [Cham] A wha de blood claat dem fool dem [Foxy Brown] Who the fuck told bitches they could do what I do And all of a sudden all y'all bitches got accents too Bad gyal, bitches can't

Baller Bitch (Album Version (Explicit)) (Feat. Pretty Boy, Too Short) Foxy Brown

[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 All over, worldwide Shake them thighs for them

Hood Scriptures Foxy Brown

[Foxy Brown] HEY, you're 'bout to hear the most incredible shit ever written Hard spittin', cigar splittin' PRAY, to your god and to them words in the Biblical scriptures Critical bitch must, flow

Candy Foxy Brown

[Kelis] I taste just like candy, candy I taste just like candy So dance with me [Foxy] Yo now let me paint y'all a whisper Fox pimp hard, quiet just like a whisper Don't get it mixed up Bad little

My Life (Cradle 2 The Grave) (Album Version (Explicit)) Foxy Brown

I feel Five minutes away from gettin'' killed, it''s ill My moms always hug me when I''m leavin'' I wake up cryin'' because death bugs me when I''m sleepin'' Jam Master died, it''s like I ain'

Star Cry Foxy Brown

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

Saddest Day Foxy Brown

[Foxy] This one, is dedicated, to you [Wayne Wonder] Foxy Brown.. Wayne Wonder..

Foxy's Bells Foxy Brown

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 ill The Firm c'mon ride along baby Whattup

So Hot Foxy Brown

[Intro - Foxy Brown] Fox so hot.. ya can't fuck wit me Fox so hot.. ya can't fuck wit me Fox so hot.. ya can't fuck wit me Fox so hot.. ya can't fuck wit me [Foxy Brown over Intro] Oooh, Nana -

Run Yo S*** Foxy Brown

This is outrageous That's some Mario Brothers shit I come to the studio drunk already That's how I does it That's how I does it nigga (It's nothing!)

730 Foxy Brown

boostin' Some bitches always holla How they don't spend a dolla But that's because they ain't got it Now tell me where's the logic And if I talk it - I've done did it or about to do it I'm making

The Promise (Feat. Havoc) Foxy Brown

[Foxy] Uhh uh huh Firm [Havoc] Infamous [Foxy] The Brook lyn Q B *chorus* [Foxy] My mind is the drama that got me lookin back [both] constant [Foxy] Some Don shit Foxy get ready to [both] bomb shit [Foxy

I`ll Be Foxy Brown

[Foxy] 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 grind in the tunnel Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle

I`ll Be (Feat. Jay-Z) Foxy Brown

[Foxy] 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 grind in the tunnel Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle

I'll Be Foxy Brown

[Foxy] 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 grind in the tunnel Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle

I'll Be (Feat. JAY-Z) Foxy Brown

[Foxy] 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 grind in the tunnel Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle Nasty

No One`s Foxy Brown

Now they 'bezle on the Rolexes chips like December in Havana, the Cabana, Copa Now Fox is flippin more chips than Oprah Lizard skin sofa, ice flooded Don like Imelda Marcos, the Donness, I be the peron

No One's Foxy Brown

Now they 'bezle on the Rolexes chips like December in Havana, the Cabana, Copa Now Fox is flippin more chips than Oprah Lizard skin sofa, ice flooded Don like Imelda Marcos, the Donness, I be the peron

Ill Nana Foxy Brown

Up in you like a bone (echo) Johnny Blaze the Iron Lung Foxy Brown The Ill Na Na Yeah, yeah destination, come on, plaque.

Ill Na Na (Feat. Method Man) Foxy Brown

Up in you like a bone (echo) Johnny Blaze the Iron Lung Foxy Brown The Ill Na Na Yeah, yeah destination, come on, plaque.

Intro... Chicken Coop Foxy Brown

Uhh Now once upon a time let's see if I remember Back in January (nah chill it was December) [Rich Nice] Also coming...

Stop (Feat. Foxy Brown) R. Kelly, JAY-Z

can't believe it You startin' to sound like, you don't want it Tony's on the drop, blue and yellow rocks He keep yellin', stop, Sisqo's album flopped What you wanna do, if you drinkin', I'm hangin' out

I Can`t Foxy Brown

[Intro] Uh, y'know, uh, Boogie Brown, uh How you expect me to love you, nigga Can't even trust you, uh So he played you, right? Shot a little game then he blazed you, right?

The Letter Foxy Brown

[Ron Isley] *shimmering memories.. up in the studio gettin low* *listening... it's the realest shit I've ever wrote* This is a letter From Inga To my mother, and my brothers, and my baby [Foxy

The Birth Of Foxy Brown (Album Version (Explicit)) Foxy Brown

[Intro]Uh, y'know, uh, Boogie Brown, uh How you expect me to love you, nigga Can't even trust you, uh So he played you, right? Shot a little game then he blazed you, right?

I Can't (Feat. Total) Foxy Brown

[Intro] Uh, y'know, uh, Boogie Brown, uh How you expect me to love you, nigga Can't even trust you, uh So he played you, right? Shot a little game then he blazed you, right?

We're On Fire (Feat. Mavado) Foxy Brown

Number one baby Black Hand, Movado, gangsta Ayo, I gotta do this with my stylin? voice Ayo See it's the Louboutin leather pump Don Diva Get my Kevin Chiles on call me Don Diva I?

Broken Silence Foxy Brown

[Foxy Brown speaking] The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?

Na Na Be Like Foxy Brown

[Foxy Brown] I flows sicker like, tote quicker like Na Na pop shit like spit hot shit Bitches love to gossip, catch me in my crop shit like I spit flame bitch fuck's my name?

Oh Yeah Foxy Brown

Beef is when yall broads think its sweet I front in the street and let my gat eat cha!

Get Me Home Foxy Brown

I gotta get you home with me tonight. Ooh, baby. I gotta get you home with me tonight.

Get Me Home (Feat. Blackstreet) Foxy Brown

I gotta get you home with me tonight. Ooh, baby. I gotta get you home with me tonight.

Na Na Na Be Like Foxy Brown

Neno, I said it, Fame I flows sicker like Tote quicker like Na Na pop [shit] like spit hotness Chicks love to gossip Catch me in my crop [shit] like I spit flames Na Na What's my name, Na Na

When The Lights Go Out (Feat. Kira) Foxy Brown

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Bonnie & Clyde (Part 2) Foxy Brown

I'mma take this one straight to the top And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape It's real like that, you know what I mean?