(Foxy Brown) No. 1 Baby Blackhand, Movado 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/ Im In the Zac Posen, strapless with the back open/ Back locing tossing petals off of Black Roses/ This is mo gutta, this is more crack/ And I aint 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 aint gotta ask who back, you soft bitch move back/ Had BK on my back, even Shawn couldnt 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/ Yall 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) - (Movado) Were On Fire, We aint stoppin/ Cuz I really really wanna know whats happenin/ Were On Fire, We aint stoppin/ Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin/ Were On Fire, We aint stoppin/ Cuz I really really wanna know whats happenin/ Makin paper, Money stashin/ Since I really really wanna know whats 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/ Yall 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/ Cant forget Scruce and them/ Shabar and Dew and them/ Kev, Wedge, Draft, and BIG I ate food with them/ Yall know Fox run the block bitches/ Its the Fox bitches, for the bloodclaut bitches (murdah)/ (Chorus) - (Movado) Were On Fire, We aint stoppin/ Cuz I really really wanna know whats happenin/ Were On Fire, We aint stoppin/ Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin/ Were On Fire, We aint stoppin/ Cuz I really really wanna know whats happenin/ Makin paper, Money stashin/ Since I really really wanna know whats happenin/ (Verse 3) - (Movado) Were makin cheese, Slowly with ease/ With small fuck these easily from the Gz/ 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 cant bust wit/ And now its all fine and they all come sit/ Were not goin nowhere, dont fuck with this/ (Foxy Brown) (Yes) Fox Im back baby, and Im 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/ Im 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, Im still spitting heat/ Who ya know rep it harder than me, Brooklyn/ (Chorus) - (Movado) Were On Fire, We aint stoppin/ Cuz I really really wanna know whats happenin/ Were On Fire, We aint stoppin/ Since a chick want a nigga and a clubbin/ Were On Fire, We aint stoppin/ Cuz I really really wanna know whats happenin/ Makin paper, Money stashin/ Since I really really wanna know whats happenin/ Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com