Foxy Brown Lyrics
Foxy Brown Lyrics
"We Makin' It Lyrics"
Heaven Help Me Lyrics
Heaven help me please. this could be the day i die. someone tell me...am i even alive? tell me i'm asleep. only fear holds me tonight. its a wonder if i survive. with all the noises i heard, i just know someones in my home.0 and all the doors are locked. but the spare key seems to be gone. and in the morning i can
Heaven help me please. this could be the day i die. someone tell me...am i even alive? tell me i'm asleep. only fear holds me tonight. its a wonder if i survive. with all the noises i heard, i just know someones in my home.0 and all the doors are locked. but the spare key seems to be gone. and in the morning i can
We Makin' It Lyrics
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Intro:
Yo, turn me up
Verse 1 [Foxy]:
What ya'll know bout bangin' out?/ Till there's nothin' left stash box mag 4s all up in the dashboards/ Look, ya'll think we get this cash for?/ We gon' front till we die/ Throw that money in the sky homie/ I rock them Louis' ya'll know already/ But it's necessary I style in Burberry/ Yo
Straight Out To Anyplace Lyrics
I'm burning baby, catch on fire with me There's a ghost in my head And he's chasing me through my dreams I want to take a train today I'd take it straight to any place I keep on riding, keep on rolling away Woah yeah I'm burning baby, got no place to go It's just a crawl t
ung Fox I run hip-hop/ Niggas know them hits won't stop bet them clips will pop/ Bet I be in that big body Rover/ Frontin' hard in the squad L-V on them loafers/ I'm an ill bitch I styles like I'm supposed to/ Niggas in the pen gettin' right off my posters/ In the pearl white hatch back got my swagger back and I don't know how to act nigga/ My groove is on my team is strong/ Hey yo Gav please bring them motherfuckin' horns inI'm burning baby, catch on fire with me There's a ghost in my head And he's chasing me through my dreams I want to take a train today I'd take it straight to any place I keep on riding, keep on rolling away Woah yeah I'm burning baby, got no place to go It's just a crawl t
Chorus [Young Gavin]:
This is what we came to do/ Gettin' money playboy we ain't playin' wit' you/ Who the one that got the streets on lock/ Somebody better call the cops/ What we doin' huh?/ [Sung] We m
Fuck The Universe Lyrics
Slowly Coming over me Like fire and ice Confusion All to the ground Stone me Like you own me The strangest moving patterns All flow through this city Strummin' As she's cumin' She starts a revolution But never shows up So holy Give me coma
kin' it/ Fever hit/ Ya'll know it's Fox/ She keeps it hotSlowly Coming over me Like fire and ice Confusion All to the ground Stone me Like you own me The strangest moving patterns All flow through this city Strummin' As she's cumin' She starts a revolution But never shows up So holy Give me coma
Verse 2 [Foxy]:
And I bring it to bitches for real/ Special delivery/ Five years strong and they still tryin' to get rid of me/ But I'm still here niggas/ I do this for Gav to keep them young boys runnin' through the ave/ Have the team lookin' good I be's in the hood/ Dubs on the wheels and Bs on the hood/ Pop 50 bottles/ halo to Hollywood/ I'm so gutter Acki sweat suit with the hood/ Might flip it on these bitches and throw on the Plein Sud/ Wit a real good shoot lookin' real fuckin' good/ Start our her label, she'll never be able/ Now I styles on niggas and I turn th
Break Up (Thats All We Do) Lyrics
[R. Kelly] Make up, and break up That's all we do Then we have sex, next thing you know Everything is cool Best of Both Worlds! Holla at your boy [Jay-Z] Like we always do about this time Uh-huh, yeah I know what you doin ma Tryin to get in an argument with me so I can<
e tables/ Now meetings with Kev and Lyor at the round table/ In a three-quarter butter brown Sable/ Ya'll niggas hustlin' deals and I'm still on the grind/ Tryin' to appeal still beatin' Russell for mils[R. Kelly] Make up, and break up That's all we do Then we have sex, next thing you know Everything is cool Best of Both Worlds! Holla at your boy [Jay-Z] Like we always do about this time Uh-huh, yeah I know what you doin ma Tryin to get in an argument with me so I can<
(Chorus [Young Gavin]
Verse 3 [Foxy]:
Irate the weak movin' a brick in half a week/ And it's hard to eat in these Brooklyn streets/ The truth is you bitches only live in a booth/ I move big sixty deuce that's Prada goose nigga/ Throw our money out our prowler roof I'm about to tightin' the noose they talkin' loose/ Man, me and Gav in them Lacs, Tyson's bout to get them belts back/ Brooklyn's back nigga