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Текст (слова) песни: Foxy Brown - Big Bad Mamma



[Fox] Ahh, Trackmasters
My boo
[Dru] Dru Hill, Foxy
[Fox] Right
[Dru] Ill na na na, Na Na
[Fox] Na Na, uhh, that`s the shit
Verse One: Foxy Brown
Playa haters ery minute wanna stop my dough (uh-huh)
And every other minute wanna rock my flow (you know)
And every third minute, y`all wanna swerve in it
Come quick like a virgin in it... aowwww!
So far, came through this year 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 got to 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, what?
Work niggaz, like you one of the live niggaz
Fly niggaz, known to handle a pie nigga
Chick in a, off white pearl sticks
on the cellular, gettin them open like Girl 6
It`s on
Chorus: Dru Hill (with variations)
She`s a bad mamma jamma
Just as Foxy as can be (as Foxy as can be)
Heyyy, she`s a bad mamma jamma
Just as Foxy as can be (as Foxy as she can be)
Verse Two: Foxy Brown
Player haters ery minute wanna see your clothes (uh-huh)
Then every other minute wanna know what you drove (uhhh)
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, biotch!
Basically, you`re wastin your time hatin me
I`m like one point five, got to make it three
My name will forever ring
Got em screamin "Damn Fox!" on erything, 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
Chorus
Verse Three: Foxy Brown
Playa haters ery minute wanna shit on wax (uh-huh)
Then every other minute talk behind your back (uh-huh)
Then every third minute wanna rock you Venice and Bourbon
Nah I ain`t got time for dat... that`s why
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. Findel
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 mil, niggaz freaked out
Love yourself, put no one above thee
Cause ain`t nobody gon` fuck me like me, it`s on
Chorus 2X
[Dru Hill sings a bunch of na na na`s and YAHOO!`s]

 

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