Foxy Brown (feat. Baby Cham) "Run Dem"

Foxy Brown (feat. Baby Cham) "Run Dem"

Альбом: Broken Silence

[Foxy] Whoa
[Cham] wha de blood claat do dem fool deh

[Foxy Brown]
Who the [bad word] told [bad word] they could do what I do
And all of a sudden all y'all [bad word] got accents too
Bad gyal, [bad word] can't do the [bad word] that I do
Sometime a gal fi get coof - hoo hoo hoo hoo; whoa
I tell a [bad word] this
Some niggaz nowadays mood's worse than a [bad word] And as for this chick, me love bum flick on bad man [bad word] so
Got the [bad word]  I got the lie fo'?
I'm a grown [bad word] [bad word] with my own [bad word] [bad word] Now hear dis, u no wan' chat? Me a go BUST unnu secret
Ya a big battyman, ya love look man bottom [bad word] watchman, you a trace gyal pattern [bad word] who, niggaz wish they could [bad word] me
Like they never seen a hot gal act like we
Big bumba claat star, push hot car
Big hood, me love back way all day
And the way my man [bad word]  can't even stand up
And when he gets stiff it [bad word] like ten [bad word] Take it through my hole right through my appendix
I got a message; whydontch'all [bad word] sit on this?

[Chorus 2X: Baby Cham]
From a puss hole, dis man we shot dem
If a fass hole fi dead man we back dem
If a gun shot fi bust man we clap dem
An if a riddim fi ride man we rock dem

[Foxy Brown]
Out of all the broads in the game, Fox is the baddest
Picture me [bad word] with a [bad word] half my status
Bad gal bust big gun and no wan' see me buck it
Move ya bumba hole, bwoy gwon mind ya jacket
How dare y'all [bad word] even spit my name
Go na man, 'fore I have you X'd out the game
And tell dem all your gang [bad word] like sugar cane
And buck yat take beer owed by [bad word]  oh dem where dat?
Bet you wish you lucked up, and got a quick nut
I wouldn't [bad word] you if I was horny, or [bad word] [bad word] drunk
Lucky I don't [bad word] around and get you stuck up
Waitin outside your studio, collect your dub bucks [bad word] - [bad word] around and get that [bad word] gun buck
Outside and fully loaded with the gun stashed up
In front of cactus, chrome fo'-fifth
And a bag of full clip for niggaz with loose lip - FIYAH

[Chorus]

[Foxy Brown]
How many times I got to let y'all [bad word] know I'm
one of a kind, can't [bad word] with mines
See when Fox in the place, pure hotness a gwan
when I bust wine we na watch ya face, gwan
Ya too fraud, sound ridiculous
I'm the only Trini [bad word] that can kick yard [bad word]  FIYAH
What you know about skin out and bruck out
Like a bad gyal bunny hot style, pop pure style

[Baby Cham - repeat 2X]
Look at this wannabe's comin around me
Sick of these fake G's tryin to clown me
Why these/you niggaz be tryin to drown me
I'm tellin you fools no one can bound me

[Chorus - repeat to end]

{*Baby Cham ad libs at end, w/o beat*}