Foxy Brown lyrics
Foxy Brown lyrics
"Na Na Be Like lyrics"
The Spirit Trail lyrics
The light is long The sun is low I'm riding fast across this dusty road But I don't want to be No, I don't want to be Above the ridge an eagle flies In lazy circles in the western skies I want to fly with him I want to walk the spirit trail. I've seen them come I've seen them go Off to the oilfields and rodeos To find
Trini.. yeah yes, Pretty BoyThe light is long The sun is low I'm riding fast across this dusty road But I don't want to be No, I don't want to be Above the ridge an eagle flies In lazy circles in the western skies I want to fly with him I want to walk the spirit trail. I've seen them come I've seen them go Off to the oilfields and rodeos To find
(99 Def Jam) I said it
Fuck y'all bitches want, whoa
I'ma stay poppin shit
Anybody want it? Come see me, what?
Fame.. yagga..
[Foxy Brown]
I flows sicker like, tote quicker like
Na Na pop shit like spit hot shit
Bitches love to gossip, catch me in my crop shit like
I spit flame bitch fuck's my name? Na Na
Like, I'm the bitch Prada wan' pitch
Rude gal, back court, big gun
Big tings a'gwan like, I'm undisputed
Now y'all got to bow when you see me, fuck's my name? Na Na
Like, I'm the bitch pushin big 6
Likkle broad, five foot, pop big shit like
See my clique, ride big dick like
Swiss
Truth lyrics
Oh, it's a strange day In such a lonely way I saw some children dance I watched my life in a trance And the people around me Seemed so glad to be here Will my time pass so slowly On the day that I fear? And the noise that surrounds me Pulls so loud in my head From the promise that healed us To the l
hole y'know? Handcuff shit likeOh, it's a strange day In such a lonely way I saw some children dance I watched my life in a trance And the people around me Seemed so glad to be here Will my time pass so slowly On the day that I fear? And the noise that surrounds me Pulls so loud in my head From the promise that healed us To the l
Supreme bitch, y'all broads is ancient
I'll bank your whole shit, top draft pick like
I'm the Prince Nasheem of this shit
Come test me; and leave with your vest swiss cheese like
[Chorus]
(Na Na be like) Flawless ice shit
Sassy-ass chick, I started this shit
(Na Na be like) Big bone gal
Whoa, light-er, come smoke the skunk ya
(Na Na be like) Yagga yagga yo
Say we nah sucky duck iffa we ain't a name brand, eh
(Na Na be like) Runnin this here
Bet I have y'all broke bitches all runnin this year, whoa
[Foxy Brown]
My wrist thick, light gray shit
Call me, Sunsplasha, Don all wetn
Graded On A Curve lyrics
It's a waste of time It's a race that can't be won Call the whole thing off Well that's easier said than done And I try to shut it out And I think I've figured out That it makes no sense to compare what I've done So what do I do now that I'm alone? I've been building up and tearing down and looking for what
ss, whoaIt's a waste of time It's a race that can't be won Call the whole thing off Well that's easier said than done And I try to shut it out And I think I've figured out That it makes no sense to compare what I've done So what do I do now that I'm alone? I've been building up and tearing down and looking for what
I switched up, put the 6 up
E'rybody want chop 6, rock bald wrists, whoa
I've done this, spit hotness
Na Na tote big fifth; fuck's my name? Na Na, whoa
And my pussy niggaz wan' lick
And my big tits son a wan' come kiss
I'm me, all no see when I want rudeness
And you 'onna 'ere come spit bullshit, whoa
I might care, but I won't go there
I might rock this, but I wan' come stick, whoa
I'm the chick that'll drop my shit
'fore a eedyot nigga wan' pay nice price whoa
It's my life and I wan' live like
ah art gyal dis and I wan' sound like, whoa
[Chorus]
[Foxy Brown]
Bitches wan' test my aim; I spray sck like lunatic
Shit better keep pushin your shit back
Ya nah threat me, oh you wanna try Nani?
Beer gun shot, I need a Punani-dani
Woof, (??) yagga ya suck ya (?) mouf
Pussy what big gun inna ya mouf gal
Eh-eh, eh-eh, Na Na talk greasy what?
Eh-eh, eh-eh, an' who de ras wan' see me
Eh-eh, eh-eh, my diamonds is "Blue Streak"
Shit Tito brand, money wash my hands, Sopranos style
Eh-eh, eh-eh, Ruger in Chanel purse
You think you're nice bitch, spit behind my verse
Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh
So bow down bitch, fuck's my name?
Na Na, wha wha? Na Na, wha wha?
Na Na, Na Na, Na Na, yagga yagga yo, whoa
[Chorus - repeat 2X]