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Foxy Brown lyrics Na Na Be Like lyrics Uh-huh A and Loc (99 Def Jam) Tell me what y'all want, whoa Ugh, anybody want it? Come see me, what? Neno, I said it, Fame I flows sicker like Tote quicker like Na Na pop [shit] like spit hotness Chicks love to gossip Catch me in my crop [shit] like I spit flames Na Na What's my name, Na Na Like I am that chick Prada want bitch Rude gal I bop holder Big gat, big things, Taiwan like I'm undisputed Know y'all got to bow when you see What's my name? Na Na Like I'm that chick pushing big six Little broad 5 foot talk bigness like See my clique ride big stiff Like swiss hole you know? handcuff [shit] like Supremeness, y'all broads is ancient I'll bank your whole wrist Top draft pick like I'm the Prince Nasheem of this [shit] Come test me and leave with your vest swiss cheese like 1 - Na Na be like Floorless ice wrists Sassy ass chick I started this here Na Na be like Sexy with class Got your man in the corner try-na freak my whoa! (oh) Na Na be like Holdin' it down All my thugs screaming Fox when I come around Na Na be like Running this here Gonna have you broke chicks all running this year, whoa My wrist think, light gray [shit] Call me Sun-splash heir, pure wetness, whoa I switched up, put the six up Everybody want chopsticks, rock bold wrists, whoa I've done this, spit hotness Na Na tote big fifth What's my name? Na Na, whoa It's my cat they could come lick On my breast that they all wanna come kiss, whoa It's on me they see when they want truthness It's you that they see when they want bull [shit], whoa It's my car that they wanna go get On my rock that they wanna come stick, whoa I'm the chick that'll drop my [shit] Before I leave y'all [niggas] wan' pay nice price whoa It's my life that they wanna live like It's my flow that honey wanna sound like, whoa Repeat 1 Snitches wanna test my aim I spray sick like lunatic You better keep pushin' your [shit] back You not threat me yet, you wanna try Na Na? Pure gun shot, I need a Punani-dani Me and shop with a boy not proportionate Even idiot, can still ride, come and whoop that Eh, eh, Na Na talk greasy what? Eh, eh, and who's the ass wanna see me My diamonds is Blue Streak You Tito brand, money wash my hands, soprano style Nubian Chanel purse You think you're nice then sneak behind my verse So bow down what's my name Na Na Like, Na Na Like Repeat 1 till end Other Foxy Brown lyrics: Broken Silence - Intro lyrics Fallin' 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 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 |