Foxy Brown Foxys Blues Lyrics

Foxys Blues Lyrics

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, ill 

 The Firm, c'mon, ride along baby 

 Whattup Da Da, yo! 

 Me and my Firm benos, rhyme to the death 

 The mahogany Mami, and shine like Pledge 

 Wouldn't suggest you try me, verses like Guillani 

 What?  I hurt it on purpose like Bonnie 

 From the bottom to the T-O, Pee-Wee flow 

 C.O.D., Cash On Delivery 

 Foxy everybody watch me now 

 Got these rap cats mad can't stop me now 

 See the slanted eyes rise when I knock thee down 

 I got one question for y'all, haha, Papi how? 

 We don't playa hate we regulate in this camp 

 Y'all do whatcha can, we do what y'all can't 

 Amazing like Luther once the beat's looped up 

 Rock the bi-dells and tore your whole group up 

 It's Ill like Na Na when it feel like drama 

 boy, me and the click roll tight like ganja 

 See me Primadonna, breakin the nails 

 Here come the game of game, to get the cake and we bail 

 Know you tryin to get the picture but the frame is frail 

 We gettin richer, you wish you ran game this well 

 Rock the bells, uhh 

 Some players like it, and some of them don't 

 Cause I make a lot of cash and they girlfriends won't 

 Fox brawl swing in Hell gonna rock the bells 

 All you other MC's can't do this well, rock the bells 

 Rock the bells, uhh 

 From the, true borough, the B-K too thorough 

 Down in D.C., Touch Me Tease Me baby 

 C'mon, you know the tracks I get dumb on 

 Can't front on me, playa haters the Sun on 

 I regulate, Dan-non, down to Ra-mon 

 I swung on hits y'all couldn't get run on 

 Brown baby uhh, I been chromed out 

 This ain't nuttin new parked Benz on out 

 And I flows like, CK One 

 Somethin in they hoes like, she fakes none, aight 

 I'm the quintessential, mistress of the instrumental 

 Y'all could Wait to Exhale, I'ma vent a little 

 Set It Off like Jada, robbin the bank 

 I got this money thing covered, from the dollar to the franc 

 The pounds to the pence, it's like hustlin backwards 

 Nuttin y'all said made a ounce of sense 

 My moves be calculated, documented 

 No matter what you sell, I got you in a minute 

 Take a lot at your charts, watch me climb 

 Turn it upside down, six digits to nine 

 Inside out got reversable rhymes 

 We could go pop widdit or run the block widdit 

 Never before done til The Firm did it 

 If it ain't for the paper then nah we not with it 

 Got to stay driven so we can stay drivin 

 Boom to my whole crew, gotta pull a diamond 

 See me lookin hot in the crop Tercel 

 Gettin richer, you wish you ran game this well 

 Rock the bells 

 Uhh, is it raw 

 Uhh, uh-huh, to the core, uhh 

 I'ma give it to ya raw, give your more, uhh 

 Uh-huh, like that, yeah, c'mon, rock the bells 

 Rock the bells 

 Rock the bells 

 Rock the bells