Foxy Brown - Stylin (remix)
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REEEEMMMIXXX!!
[B.G.]
Bows, I see you there!
I see you Mike! I see you Roy!
Keep your hands up nigga keep fightin
[Foxy Brown]
Remix
[Verse 1 - B.G.]
Mami, boss nigga, boss bitch
Boss whips with boss chips
Drive Escalade on boss blades
Sitten on them twenty-tre
and thats on some stop and go
When I pull up the car stop the rims still flow
Picture me rollin like this
Burberry, Gucci, interior so slick
Me and Foxy with the matchip whips
That Benz, that Bently, Lambourgini luxury shit
I red carpet my bitch
Bought up to Jacob and laced my bitch
I bought a 99 Hummer
Fuck that I got 99 bundles
Nigga life is a hustle
Fuck that little daddy, life is a struggle!
[Chorus]
[Foxy:]
Its necessary we styles in Burburry
And our walk is mean in them Frankie B. jeans boy
Its necessary we stays in Burburry
And a Mark Jacob bag and a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)
[Noreaga:]
Its necessary we smoke the blueberry
and we pop that Louie thirteen with my team boy
Its necessary we rock the Sean John
With a nice throwback and some Air Force Ones
[Verse 2 - Noreaga]
See, all that ain t nothin we at the bar frontin
Its necessary I smokes that blueberry
When I do white liquor I do it with cranberry
Niggas fall off top and look at they fans worried
But uhh, see I don t care bout nothin no more
I used to act like I like you, I ain t frontin no more
We used to lay up in the park, (?) buckets and raw
Now I hope you die slow, plus a nigga thats poor
See snakes I can t deal with
Fools they can t bail with
Stupid, get shot in the foot and get and then killed in
But still niggas doubt my name
I move slow like Ozzy Osbourne with a cane
Ghetto tabernacle, and still buckin at your adam s apple
All I do is get high and drink Snapple (what?)
I either coupe it or I lay in the truck
Check SoundScan this time you stupid fucks
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Loon]
Ay yo this party ain t poppin till I pop in
Cause you niggas ain t poppin like I m poppin
That cris shit, that ain t nothin
Ay yo try some of THIS shit now you frontin
This bottle is worth green, Louie the thirteenth
Got it for thirteen
Cam got the liquor store
(?) bout to get the raw
My man bout to get the door
Stand there zip ya jaw
We gon party tonight
If push come to shove we catch a body tonight
No gray goose get loose with bacardi tonight
Just make sure everybody aight
Check it out we got the bar over here
The starts over here
Niggas that push brand new cars every year
Young guy, world known from here to Rome
Just call me the young Sean Combs holmes
[Chorus]
[Verse 4 - Foxy Brown]
[Foxy Singing:] Ill Nana, Cash Money
See I got that swagger back and I ain knowin how to act
Dunnie chill! I show you how to do this hunnie
We our own twistin our hip Nautica blue bunny
Now, brown Bently, we Brooklyn bound
Bet when I come through your town I be bru-berried down
Thats my word, y all bitches got nerve
Like my shows don t send these hoes straight to the stores
What the fuck y all bitches screwin me for?
I mean, why bother you only make my style harder
I hit stunner like what up with the rucka what up?
Bring your toys here show em that they boy here
Catch me throwin somethin down from (?)
In a Mark Jacob bag or little somethin from (?)
Get em to daaance, bust a dance
In your H-Tod bag and your Frankie B pants
[Chorus]
Inne utwory
BWA Run dem Tramp The letter Up jumps the boogie Dog & a fox Cruel summer When the lights go out Bout my paper Locked up again I gotta know Oh yeah Desperados Chyna whyte Memory lane Gangsta boogie Losowe utwory
Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion s gone away
And I don t need no carryin on
You stand in the line just...
(Self)
I believe in self-assertion
Destiny is like diversion
Now it seems I ve got my head on straight
I m a freak without provision
Seems I ve made the right decision
Try to turn back now, it might be too late...
Yes i ve had my fun
If i don t get well no more
Yes i ve had my fun, baby
If i don t get well no more
You see i have this pain in me
An i m goin down slow
Won t somebody write my mother
I never thought that love could be so cruel
I never thought that I could be such a fool
we had it all and then you walked away
and now I m holding on for yesterday
show me now what you feel for me
deep inside you can set...
Czasami myślę, że
Dni płyną bez powodu, byle gdzie
Czas jak rzeka ucieka i już
Na wylot znasz każdy krok swój
Każdy ruch, każdy ruch
Jednak gdy budzę się
Znów siedzę w kinie
I wiem już, że
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