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Foxy Brown

Foxy Brown

Chyna Whyte

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Chyna White.. uh.. Chyna White uh.

Y'all know me right?
I'm that same b*tch y'all want for half price
Same b*tch y'all be blamin' all y'all problems on
I'm the reason why half y'all
Can't even go in your moms' crib no more

Uh.. I'm the type of b*tch leave a nigg* nose stiff
And get his hoes h*t, make his toes shift
Tell the mans and them, look, y'all ain't have s**t
'Til y'all motherfkers switch and smoke this s**t

The reason Mike fked around and moped his b*tch
In his jones, little son Troy is loc-ed and s**t
I ain't the cause of with knives that tote this s**t
It's when they spit cuz came up real short with they s**t

And I'm on a nigg* like novicane, straight to the brain
Shoot it up and get both his nose and toes at the same
nigg*'s gave me nickname, Chyna, last name White
Guaranteed to have your as* open first night

Bad b*tch, slanted eyes, powdered with white
Somethin' special, not your average baddest little thing in sight
I know this dude Ritz that fked with a b*tch
Get you right, matter of fact, dude could get her half price

No s**t, she got a crew that ain't nothin nice, dime s**t
Had y'all motherfkers believin' that y'all can fly and s**t
Matter fact Mel, used to fk a girl Trish gal
Unique hit little E and bomb bags heroin

Now they assed out, in the hood massed out
Gave a rex and Tim's fked up with they gats out
Wit no love

Ill Nana, Ill Nana, I need ten dollars, Ill Nana
Baby I can't give you no more money
What you mean you can't give me no money?
Man, boy, where's my TV?
Nana, I smoked the TV

Uh, no love, changed a few thugs, new drugs
started stashin' things on Mother Gasten
Hottest s**t to hit the streets, divide peeps
Divide crew love, fk trees, now it's OZ's

Small leaks and with false leads and nosebleeds
Vein popped, pop shells and close sales
girls, they nose frail, got the word that coke sale

Uh, flip it once you can match a nigg* bail
Uh, flip it twice you officially on
Had the richest fked up, kissin' your thong
Mystery's on

Uh, flip it three times, you straight, crib on a lake
Cristal and cheese cake, c*ck sucker d shake, flake
Huh, flip it once more, you're leary, huh
Feds in your ass, skid money don't make money
What happened to get money? The girls, the cars and brick money
The spot on Bain Bridge
Y'all ain't claimin' s**t now, huh
Y'all know me now, fked up in the game
No love, no love.

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