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One time. Huh, all up in ya like a bone when I. Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung. Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na. Destination, plat' Yo Na Na, so ill, first week out. Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked
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waiter Welcome to the Shark Bar, do you have reservations?. Foxy Yeah, two for Brown. waiter Right this way. man Reservations?. Foxy Ahahahah Foxy Baby. man Yo whattup?. Foxy We need to talk
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Foxy Brown. Remix. Baby. Boss, I see you there!. I see you Mike! I see you Roy!. Keep your hands up nigga keep fightin. Baby. Mami, boss nigga, boss bitch. Boss whips with boss chips. Drive
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Yeah, without a doubt, we up in here chillin'. This is the Kid Capri. And I'm in the house with Foxy Brown. For the nine-pound, plus one. And we got things goin' on, in a big way in here. You
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Uhh, c'mon yeah. Brooklyn, Brook-lyn, take it back, take it back. If I, Fox Boogie, ragtop six drop. Get caught, think not, light Brown. 'Cause we're not to be stopped. If I I came up fast in
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Featuring Dru Hill. 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 *. Verse One Foxy Brown. Playa haters ery minute wanna stop
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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, I'll. The Firm, c'mon
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The* original from dj clue's "professional 2" didn't f/ young gavin intro. . - foxy brown Fox. so hot Ya. can't f k**wit me Fox. so hot Ya. can't f k**wit me Fox. so hot Ya. can't f k**wit me
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gangsta girl. Gangsta. . foxy brown. Still reppin the k gun in the waist. Hit by the neptunes. Throw in that bass. Yeah y'all niggas got a problem. This year. I'm focused man (holla) from my blue
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, tramp) And these broke niggaz got some nerve. They be frontin' in the club with they man furs. Five niggaz on one bottle of Cris'. Then he talkin' me to death, * you takin' this. Whether he friend
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Foxy Brown speaking. The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?. The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?. When the wicked came against me to eat up my flesh
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. The Firm he represented would be right behind him The kid got his own Firm, tch. De canta mari con Cormega Mamaow. From the most lethal conglomerate on wax. Foxy Brown, AZ, Nas Escobar and now
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One time. Huh, all up in ya like a bone when I. Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung. Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na. Destination, plat' Yo Na Na, so ill, first week out. Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked
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built a man that can stop me from feeding my kids And if you don't know where I'm coming from, never know where I been. Most likely, where ya start at will be the place where you end. And anybody hating
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Featuring Dru Hill. 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 *. Verse One Foxy Brown. Playa haters ery minute wanna stop
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. . Chorus. . M-e-t, h-o-d, man. M-e-t, h-o-d, man. M-e-t, h-o-d, man. Here I am, here I am, the method man. . Wu-tang, killer bees on the swarm, it ain't safe no more. 1994, the rugged raw
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Firm, Infamous, Brooklyn, Q B My mind is the drama that got me lookin' back constant. Some don *, Foxy, get ready to bomb *. Blink a eye, missed the comment. The calmest, its not a threat
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Intro Method Man. Yo. Aww shhhhhhiiiiiiit!. . Hook Method Man. My niggaz, how we do it? You know it like a poet, baby doll. Break through it, you know it like a poet, baby doll. I spit, chew
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. Who could quickly write like seven joints and it be tight?. You know how hood we sound, you know it's boogie brown. . Yo they say I'm 730, say I spaz out. Fb is ill, she'll wild out. But can y'all
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Satayin ed lover on the microphone, blazin hittin you in your head yo,. That was a fat joint that was the Wu-Tang dude ha hoo ha hoo ha word up. Man, speakin of the Wu-Tang where the * is method
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breathin'. Where's my pants, I'm leavin' I'm speakin' facts, mammies creepin' and they cheatin'. They even sleepin' with mats, some be eatin' that cat. I'm teasin', indecent expose, Method be tweakin
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Christian or Gucci or Prada. Who could stop her, ain't a bitch, hotter. Lose, you always will when you go against Foxy. Wrist, rocky, y'all bitches watch me. Rise, 'til they kill me, I'm ballin' and
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white friends are asleep,. I bump this. Redman. Yo let me ask ya'll a motherfuckin question. Where in the * are we at? Method Man. Where we at? At? Redman. The bri- the bricks. Method Man
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I fall or fail who call the shots it's all real. Firm, get on your job, niggaz, what the deal. (repeat 1. 33X) Mahogany Brown laid it down, shoulda seen her. Threw the heater, to the grill, it was
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* then they bounce off with them Come back again, drunk off your gin. And when they try to get you for they ends, that's no friend. Eh, eh, that's no friend, eh, eh Yeah, greedy muthafuckas. Man, I
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You don't want no problems, problems. You don't want no problems, problems Yeah, real man with ya stinking ass. Come on, that's my nigga right there, let's do it. Never count me out, nigga, just
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. Street life, Meth Man, plus the Masta and me. Soldier I, make it happen, indeed, my sick gift. Had the highest paid h**, get it cracking for free Worldwide still trapped in the P's, Pioneers. Like the
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Nigga the, ready to carry nigga?. Tighter ass. Yea, hunh you like tighter. Oh yea. Oh ya bustin' that hole. Hole, hole, hole. Bustin' that your motherfuckin' man hold 'em. Take this
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flop. They gettin' pimped like hoes. Sellin' they ass just to get my spot, come on man They've got so much things to say right now. They've got so much things to say. They've got so much things to
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teachin'. Banished from Rhyme and Reason for high treason Can it be that the kid with the knot knees. Got G to make a grown man cop plea. For this track I got a lovebug like Starsky. Blow back until I
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the navigator, spittin' razor sharp. Breath laser data that'll tickle you now, but slay you later On this one call me Lee Major. Million dollar man, bionic or professor chronic. Still not a player, I
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frostbitten iceberg slim into black women. When Three's Company ask pigeon who Jack trippin'. Man listen, money slippin', it's honey dippin'. And if she come up missin', don't worry she went pimpin'. You
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Hello?. Hello?. Bitch. Ey yo, who is this? You ain't know me but I know you. This is fuckin' Baby Mother. Put yo man on the phone. What? Bitch, you heard me, this is fuckin' Baby Mother
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Foxy Brown. Hey, you're 'bout to hear the most incredible * ever written. Hard spittin', cigar splittin'. Pray, to your god and to them words in the Biblical scriptures. Critical bitch must
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Colour clothes you've crossed over. Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Kross. Who da boss? Niggaz get tossed to the side. And I'm the dark side of the Force. Of course it's the Method, Man from the
