Lyrics

DRU HILL Foxy Brown Look at her Playa haters, every minute wanna stop my dough And every other minute wanna rock my flow And every third minute y'all wanna swerve in it Come quick like a virgin in it So far came through this shit with no bra Sheer shirt, shakin' my na-na, this head hurt Got 'em strung, let 'em know I'm like a Icee For the best effect you gotta use your tongue Find my g-spot, get me hot, I'm ill Foxy, chocolate baby, got milk? Shake that ass like you just don't care 'Cause y'all just rookies to begin Work niggas like you one of the live niggas Fly niggas, known to handle a pie nigga Chick in a off whit pearl six on the cellular Gettin' them open like Girl 6, it's on She's a bad mama jamma Just as Foxy as can be She's a bad mama jamma Just as Foxy as can be Player haters, every minute wanna see your clothes Then every other minute wanna know what you drove Then every third minute wanna know if the fur's rented That's why I got no time for hoes It's the Brown Fox, surround blocks, sound nice See me dressed, D.B.S., brown rocks See me just play the low pro Got these rap chicks in a chokehold Basically, you're wastin' your time hatin' me I'm like one point five, gotta make it three My name will forever ring Got 'em screamin', "Damn, Fox" on everything Hell, yeah for the paper rip a hot draft Only for the right dough, shorty got that? Still in here, I'll be down when you're goin' broke Ill Na Na master tracks like Tone and Poke and it's on She's a bad mama jamma Just as Foxy as can be (She likes to get down, get down, get down) She's a bad mama jamma (She's the reason why my name is Woody) Just as Foxy as can be Playa haters, every minute wanna shit on wax Then every other minute talk behind your back And every third minute wanna rock you Venice and Bourbon Nah, I ain't got time for that I fakes no jacks, I got chips to gain I'm like Bo Jack baby, I'm hip to the game I know it well, rock Perotta over Chanel A H-class hoe with the H. Bendel Rhyme deep in footwear, via Spiga Like Aaliyah, one in a million There's MC's in this rap shit comin' in illin' like I did Laid the groundwork for five hits 'Member when I told y'all, first week out Shipped a half a mile, niggas freaked out Love yourself, put no one above thee 'Cause ain't nobody gon' fuck me like me, it's on She's a bad mama jamma (And you know) Just as Foxy as can be (She's as Foxy as can be) She's a bad mama jamma Just as Foxy as can be She's a bad mama jamma (She's so fly) Just as Foxy as can be (From her back) She's a bad mama jamma (Got it goin' gon) Just as Foxy as can be (Dru Hill, help me sing it now) (Said she's got me goin' crazy)
Writer(s): Jean Claude Olivier, Leon Haywood, Shawn C. Carter, Samuel J. Barnes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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