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(feat. Foxy Brown)
Foxy Brown talking
Ooh-in
Yeah
F-O-X nigg*
Made Men
Its official gangsta s**t
Trackmasters, that's right
What you know about this?
B.K., yeah
Woo
Foxy Brown
While you hoes play rich
I'm a made b*tch
It's funny how you girls forget
Who the don-ga-gun b*tch?
Filthy rich and I don't hate
I still throw on some Sean John s**t
Ears all rocking, ankle frostbit
Fox to c*cky, nigg* know your place
nigg* won't fk this til I cop a case
Face no dudes in this s**t, I'm a classy b*tch
A style and my dot six
Before I run through prada and skate through the district
wanna see me on some real flip s**t
Cop my biscuit on some fk-a-do s**t
What, forgot that I'm a B.K. b*tch
And it gets no iller than this,
Benzino
Is it the rocks on my wrist that got you amazed?
Or the cars that I whip that got you dazed?
Or the way I be lookin when I rock my braids
And of course y'all know, my amazed
So fk what you heard
Its simple and plain
Benzino c*ck back s**t to shock your brain
Can't stop that til I lock this game
Won't hold back, I want lots of fame
Hook
Foxy Brown
Picture this
Who the fk think they are?
F-O-X-Y pull car
got to meet me at the bar
Take a b*tch to burp off while I'm sliding off
Benzino
Picture that
Who the fk chicks think they are?
M-A-D-E pulls girls cars
Hookas better meet us at the bar
We ain't gone shop unless its on and pop
Benzino
Y'all kill me
Tryin to bang on wax
Fake gangstas
My s**t bang on tracks
And before you know it dude
I be bangin your act
You not a real thug
I mean, she told me that
And don't get it twisted cause I hold the gat
Don't try and risk it
I won't hold it back
Me, Benzino, kill you over a b*tch?
What?
Picture that
Hook
Foxy Brown
Picture this
Who the fk think they are?
F-O-X-Y pull car
got to meet me at the bar
Take a b*tch to burp off while I'm sliding off
Benzino
Picture that
Who the fk chicks think they are?
M-A-D-E pulls girls cars
Hookas better meet us at the bar
We ain't gone shop unless its on and pop