[Lyric] FOXY BROWN (Van Buren Records)

Wait
I gotta get this monkey off my back
I put racks inside of the [?]
I got Glocks inside, it's tinted
Niggas is actin' like bitches (What the fuck?)
No sir, not me
Me and Luke, top 3

Me [?], not 3, not 2, not me
Fuck what these niggas talkin' bout
I ain't really with [?]
'Lil nigga we can box it out

I do not want to talk it out
Where's the body, I might chalk it out
Bad bitch look like foxy [?]
Pull up with my glocky out

[?]
Two shots I could knock you out
When we ride keep it (shhhh)
Keep it low profile
Big booty, hand full
Let the money dance hoe
I don't spend it on a hoe
Shorty only get one chance
Suckin' dick with both hands
Imma make the pussy rain dance
Gotta watch the way you shake hands
I could spark it like a cavеman, you don't say man
Aye man, shi shi

Aye man, [?] man
Thank you, Jesus
Fuck thе pastors, fuck the preachers
[?] master, fuck the leases
Fuck the crackers, they some leeches
Fuck these niggas, they some beeches
Hit 'em where it hurt, give 'em stitches
I ain't felt this way in a minute

Aye, every since I got my [?]
[?]

Fuck a chick, bitch I'm clocked in
We can shoot it out, I ain't talkin'
My main bitch, she talkin' shit
I told the bitch I'm from Brockton
That cocaine got the kitchen smellin'
We got it poppin', got it rockin'
Got four corners, that's four squares
I can get it off, I got it boxed in
[?] don't got it
You niggas stupid, you soundin' ridiculous
You 'bout as green as that shit in my wallet
[?] a pocket
You got that shit on but you cannot rock it

I'm in the studio [?]
If she my favorite, I buy her a bonnet
My bitches are alien, I buy her a comet
I don't care if I'm up, Imma make me some ramen
VB in the booth and we spittin' [?]
A family of blues in the city of Brockton
I'm fuckin' bad bitches, I'm like freaky [?]
A bitch gave good head but she built like a lineman
I got a bad bitch but she come from the islands

If she wanna fly, then see me tonight
I told that bitch
"Soon as you land we gon' smoke on some cookie
Get high like a kite"
I'm in my hood, it's a wonderful night
I'm in your hood, it's a hell of a fight
These niggas hate on me straight out of spite
I don't sip dirty, ain't none in my sprite
Kickin' that bitch to the curb, she using the words I don't like
[?] tight
[?] in the verge
I hop in the whip and I swervin' when I took a right
Fuckin' her good, got her [?]
Give her good dick, that's one hell of a date

Run that bitch up
Run that bitch up
Run that bitch up
Run that bitch up (aye, aye, aye)

Me and [?] tag-team
Bad bitch look like Nia
Black [?] jeep
Fuck around get a key, though

[?] say you're top 3
Boy you better add me
Better [?]
[?]
We ain't south beach
I was goin' for the head
If I'm goin' eat, then I'm gon' feast
Now I'm flyer than a 'muh
Bitches see me now, they be like "sheesh"
Girl you know it cost a fee

Fuck [?] I be feelin' like [?]
[?] no need to be snoopin'
VB be movin', we kinda elusive
[?] dropped an exclusive
Can't understand when you in the stands
If it ain't 30 bands, we ain't gonna do it
Niggas can't tell me I'm more like a Rubiks
Shorty be movin', I smack on her booty
Bitch [?]

Hop in the bitch go stupid
You cannot walk [?]
All the bad bitches are done wit' me
I was just runnin' it up with the homies
This headshot to the [?]
This is that [?]
This is [?]
Imma [?] slowly