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Foxy Brown Miscellaneous Foxy's Bells 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 Da Da, yo! Me and my Firm benos, rhyme to the death The mahogany Mami, and shine like Pledge Wouldn't suggest you try me, verses like Guillani What? I hurt it on purpose like Bonnie From the bottom to the T-O, P we flow C.O.D., Cash On Delivery Foxy ery-body watch me now Got these rap cats mad can't stop me now See the slanted eyes rise when I knock thee down I got one question for y'all, haha, Papi how? We don't playa hate we regulate in this camp Y'all do whatcha can, we do what y'all can't Amazing like Luther once the beat's looped up Rock the bi-dells and tore your whole group up It's Ill like Na Na when it feel like drama boy, me and the click roll tight like ganja See me Primadonna, breakin the nails Here come the game of game, to get the cake and we bail Know you tryin to get the picture but the frame is frail We gettin richer, you wish you ran game this well Rock the bells, uhh Some players like it, and some of them don't Cause I make a lot of cash and they girlfriends won't Fox brawl swing in Hell gonna rock the bells All you other MC's can't do this well, rock the bells Rock the bells, uhh From the, true borough, the B-K too thorough Down in D.C., Touch Me Tease Me baby C'mon, you know the tracks I get dumb on Can't front on me, playa haters the Sun on I regulate, Dan-non, down to Ra-mon I swung on hits y'all couldn't get run on Brown baby uhh, I been chromed out This ain't nuttin new parked Benz on out And I flows like, CK One Somethin in they hoes like, she fakes none, aight I'm the quintessential, mistress of the instrumental Y'all could Wait to Exhale, I'ma vent a little Set It Off like Jada, robbin the bank I got this money thing covered, from the dollar to the franc The pounds to the pence, it's like hustlin backwards Nuttin y'all said made a ounce of sense My moves be calculated, documented No matter what you sell, I got you in a minute Take a lot at your charts, watch me climb Turn it upside down, six digits to nine Inside out got reversable rhymes We could go pop widdit or run the block widdit Never before done til The Firm did it If it ain't for the paper then nah we not with it Got to stay driven so we can stay drivin Boom to my whole crew, gotta pull a diamond See me lookin hot in the crop Tercel Gettin richer, you wish you ran game this well Rock the bells Uhh, is it raw Uhh, uh-huh, to the core, uhh I'ma give it to ya raw, give your more, uhh Uh-huh, like that, yeah, c'mon, rock the bells Rock the bells Rock the bells Rock the bells |
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