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Foxy Brown lyrics Fallin' lyrics (feat. Young Gavin) [Young Gavin] Through this hard times, the negativity, the jealousy [Foxy] Yo Carolina Blue six - hottest bitch on the block Used to Willie Ducatti, Saco, Prada kick High school, got signed wrote them platti hits Tito was the same shit, got a platti wrist They say I'm stoosh cause I cover my bush In that Dolce Gabbana, I'm a hot little mama The number one stunna Slim, skin copper Like bare bra, I'd eat that gravy proper You got a money fetish You wanna see me where your bed is Playboy y'all got to give me five letters Like Prada, Jacob, Fendi boots C. Dior, clothing, suits Range Rover, Gucci shoes First class, flat class, Paris [Young Gavin] Don't hate me cause I'm ballin' Lord take me if I'm fallin' I think I hear them callin' me Why the keep on callin' me Don't hate me cause I'm ballin' Lord take me if I'm fallin' I think I hear them callin' me Why the keep on callin' me [Foxy] If I was to die, it be too many cowards alive Fox Brown, Bonnie minus the Clyde And today I'mma make this one promise to God Even if I go wood, I'mma keep it so hood And I got chills when I signed my deal And I shed tears when Biggie and Pac got killed It's only one other broad that really got skills She's alright, but she's not real Brown, I'm hot with no rehearsal time And I stays on tour like the circle line Ain't a bitch that could emulate my classic delivery I rep' New York like the Statue of Liberty Mentally I'm in my own zone holding my spot Fox, basically I'm the female Pac And it's like my life is a thesis Sometimes I feel like I'm talking Swedish Y'all niggas don't get it And me I'm balling, the streets keep calling Lord take my soul I feel like I'm falling [Young Gavin] Don't hate me cause I'm ballin' Lord take me if I'm fallin' I think I hear them callin' me Why the keep on callin' me Don't hate me cause I'm ballin' Lord take me if I'm fallin' I think I hear them callin' me Why the keep on callin' me [Foxy Brown] Before me there was many but none so hot They had no other choice but to run they spot Rock since 15 I was bound to ball Think it's time to run my resume down to y'all See, Touch Me...platinum Ain't No...gold Total...500,000 sold Ill Nana...2.8 The Firm...another mil Then Chyna Doll came, it's pretty much the same And anything we rap about you see us do Now we stay in demand like PS2 Lot of planes, lot of cars, a lot of chauffeurs Lot of Gucci, lot of Louis, lot of Proda loafers Couple dollars and with that I bought my Range Pretty adn Reg got a lot of ass off my name now Yeah I'm balling the streets keep calling Lord take my soul...I feel like I'm falling (Don't hate us) [CHORUS (2X)] Other Foxy Brown lyrics: Broken Silence - Intro lyrics Oh Yeah lyrics B.K. Anthem lyrics The Letter lyrics 7:30 lyrics Candy lyrics Tables Will Turn lyrics Hood Scriptures lyrics Run Dem lyrics 'Bout My Paper lyrics Run Yo Shit lyrics Gangsta Boogie lyrics I Don't Care lyrics So Hot (Remix) lyrics Saddest Day lyrics Bout My Paper lyrics Burning Down The House lyrics La Familia lyrics Big Bad Mamma lyrics Na Na Be Like lyrics It's Hard Being Wifee lyrics Tramp lyrics Baller Bitch lyrics Can You Feel Me Baby lyrics Ride (Down South) lyrics 4-5-6 lyrics Bonnie Clyde Part II lyrics I Can't lyrics JOB lyrics Dog A Fox lyrics Hot Spot lyrics My Life lyrics Chyna Whyte lyrics Outro lyrics I'll Be lyrics Fox Boogie lyrics No One's lyrics Ill Na Na lyrics The Chase lyrics If I... lyrics Interlude... The Set Up lyrics The Promise lyrics Get Me Home lyrics Foxy's Bells lyrics Letter To The Firm (Holy Matrimony) lyrics Intro... Chicken Coop lyrics |