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, uhh, uhh). Jay-Z, (Foxy Brown). A year gone, and she seein things most chicks only. hear in songs (uh-huh) keep in gear phenom. Lots of ice in the air, round the neck the charm (that's right). Risked a
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quarterback, third in the lot? Dig me, I get you locked like Biggie, wit Irv in the spot. Word middie, the cop 'n biddie, I'm the bomdigi, punana. Sexy brown thing, uh, Madon' y'all. Make 'em turn over from
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, rap don gargon Rapper. slash model The. whole round robin so, don't y'all get suspicious I'm. big gun c foxy*** y'all, likkle vicious And. ni z***feel this chorus. . 2x foxy brown and young gavin
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Bài hát Umbrella (Cinderella) (Remix) - Rihanna, Chris Brown, Jay-Z. Jay-Z. Ahuh Ahuh (Yea Rihanna, Chris Brown). Ahuh Ahuh (Good girl gone bad). Ahuh Ahuh (Take three. Action). Ahuh Ahuh. No clouds
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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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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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your name?. (Cause I see some ladies tonight). (that should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z). You're so foxy girl. you're so hot to trot. Jay-Z. Everybody's like, "He's no item! Please don't like him. He
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your name?. (Cause I see some ladies tonight). (that should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z). You're so foxy girl. you're so hot to trot. Jay-Z. Everybody's like, "He's no item! Please don't like him. He
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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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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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. 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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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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about to do it. I'm making anthems, got a million niggas bouncin' to it. Bust your guns!. And if that ain't enough then bust again. I've been thuggin' since b-i-z made "just a friend". Matter of fact
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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want this bitch). You think you fuckin' slick?. . foxy brown. Nigga * you, eat a fat boy. Do' I stacked on pussy, platinum and lace. Ain't no smile on my face. *, burn up by the waist. *
