Guess who's back! Uhh
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Yeah, uhh, uhh
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[Verse One:]
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Aiyyo! Rhyme or crime, let's get it on
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MC's wanna eat me but it's Ramadan
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Peep what's on the arm, when it's ice it's ice
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When I'm right, I'm right, when you're wrong, you're wrong
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I'm the bomb, records is platinum, skin is bronze
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Flows all night like vintage Dom
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Been this nice since umm, the first Prince bomb
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Before "The Artist Was Known As" wit my grown ass
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Haters said it won't last, know how many birds I flown past
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Celly on roam, full belly, first class
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And I don't play, I watch them pockets
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Know y'all niggaz go broke after you cop them watches
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See you in the club, no bub' nigga pop it
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Then you wanna fuck, give it up nigga, not this
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My coat is ostrich, flow is the hottest
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You ain't got dough, you can't go with the Fox bitch
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[Chorus: Foxy Brown]
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You can catch me at the hot spot cause I Fox, I plots
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at the bar y'all, all night, I pops
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Is it alright, sho' you right, you can't stop it
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This is our world, me and my girls
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You can catch me at the hot spot, I Fox, I plots
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at the bar y'all, all night, I pops
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Is it alright, sho' you right, you can't stop it
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This is our world, me and my girls
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[Verse Two:]
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Yo! Cats bustin out the six, cash flushin out the niggaz
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Platinum heart in half hangin 'tween the two tit-ties
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Scheme on your team, lookin over graph pictures
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Pick the finest, then I put it on the minors
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Love, after the club, meet me at the diner
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So you can bring your boys, we got ten cars behind us
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Order a steak, a glass of OJ to break-fast
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Hop in the car and head straight up Eighth Ave.
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The night is young, I'm likin son
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Either he don't have one, or his wife is dumb
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His whole hand numb, nigga iced his thumb
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Pull up my tights some, enticin him
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You can handle the work, I'll play wit it
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Til he curve and swerve nigga, stay wit it
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Bitches in the club they, hated it
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Cause I put my mack down then I, skated it
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[Chorus]
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[Verse Three:]
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You can catch me at the Expo', Jacob Jav
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Knocking Jigga out the Navigator, layin back, I stay in that
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Me fallin off? Imagine that, it's not the case
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I'm _Sittin on Top of the World_ like Brandy and Mase
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You wanna, buy me a drink, nigga hand me a case
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Big ballin bitch, I want all of this shit
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Six AMG's with the spoiler kit
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Chromes from the fac', phones front and back
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CoCo, flow, niggaz is wantin that
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Out they vehicles, niggaz is bumpin that
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I heard you wanna stop Fox, tell me how so
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I got that New York, to the Dirty South flow
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Whole album hot, even the outro
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This time around I'm tryin to do about fo'
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This is for my niggaz and bitches who count dough
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And y'all in the club I make em bounce
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[Chorus]
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Hot spot (pause), bar y'all (pause)
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Alright (pause), our world (pause)
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Hot spot (pause), bar y'all (pause)
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Alright (pause), our world (pause)
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Hot Spot
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Foxy Brown |