[Foxy Brown] Yeah, Uh, Yeah Y'all
know y'all see us in the Benz or that Rover Fresh pair of And 1's, Louis
pullover Whole city locked Just like I always told you (uh-huh) If it
ain't Boogie, believe me, she a rookie You know how Fox drop it Dig up in
they pockets Pussy get lost, treat that nigga like a jump-off They act
shady, this nigga must be crazy My girl sells units like Michael in the 80's
(ugh)
[Hikaru Utada] What am I supposed to do? I don't wanna be
your referee but Anytime tonight I'm gonna Blow my whistle soon Hold
my breath Turn blue 'til it's time to be your referee but Later on
tonight I'll let you Blow my whistle too
Cast your vote on me Save
that seat for me Just place your bets on me Stop gettin' high off of
jealousy Whether you are ready or not I'm comin' with all that I got (I
got) Then while you decide, we are undefined
My instincts says I
ought to keep you free (I wanna keep you free) And my mother says men
dislike stability (oh, is it true?) My instincts says I ought to keep you
free But I dont dislike exclusivity(oh)
What am I supposed to
do? I don't wanna be your referee but Anytime tonight I'm gonna Blow
my whistle soon Hold my breath Turn blue 'til it's time to be your
referee but Later on tonight I'll let you Blow my whistle
too
Scared to show or tell Keep what you just felt A secret to
yourself I'm gettin' tired of mysteries Even though I say they do
not The games you play hurt me a lot When there's none to play Will
you go or stay?
My instincts says I ought to disagree When my mother
says men will leave eventually (is it true?) Nothing lasts forever I
agree But I wouldn't mind the possibility (oh)
What am I supposed to
do? I don't wanna be your referee but Anytime tonight I'm gonna Blow
my whistle soon Hold my breath Turn blue 'til it's time to be your
referee but Later on tonight I'll let you Blow my whistle
too
[Foxy Brown] Live from BK, dippin' on the freeway
(uh-huh) Visor twisted back with a couple wild cats (oowww!) Bunch of
loose goons, Keep the muzzle on 'em We all 7-tre, who the fluck wan' what?
(ayye!) I numbs 'em like cocaine raw Starvin' like you part of the V-8
this fall Homes, in many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own Bet I, keeps it
poppin', keeps they shoulders lockin' La-Di-Da-Di in the party, nigga Up
ya yen, fuck you lockin' for a pen? I just came to bone Reputation ill,
stay on chrome I'm like E.T. beotch, no phone home Gavin always told me,
Boogie, watch ya paper Keep it low, bubbles flow, niggaz, catch the
vapors Fox, Hikaru, in the Cadillac blue 2 Live, Shawn ain't got no ma's,
beotch!
What am I supposed to do? I don't wanna be your referee
but Anytime tonight I'm gonna Blow my whistle soon Hold my
breath Turn blue 'til it's time to be your referee but Later on tonight
I'll let you Blow my whistle too [repeats then fades out]
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