歌曲 | Foxxy Brown |
歌手 | Al Tariq |
专辑 | God Connections |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fernandez, Notorious BIG | |
Ladies and gentlemens.. all the way live.. from the Q | |
Al' Tariq, look, look | |
I'm round 135th, thirty-three thirty-three | |
Cuz-o crib, where all them greasy dirties be | |
Niggaz, gettin them evil papes and it don't matter | |
whether you brother or sister take you out fo' the batter | |
AIGHT? So check the scene, we in front of the build' | |
Me, Spud and Berg tossin grills hittin Phil's and then | |
out of nowhere, look what I see steppin in our direction | |
Body definitely kept in | |
the best shape that's possible, and yo it's probable | |
that I could bag her, I'm fiendin to have her | |
I tap her, what's yo' name lovely? | |
Body's bone-crushin, some Pam Grier shit and right there | |
she started blushin so you know how I'm thinkin peep the drama | |
We gon' slide up to my crib and continue like some karma(?)'s | |
black momma, not no white momma, I got the right momma | |
Got this sexy brown momma | |
[Chorus: x2] | |
"I want a down hoe, a Foxxy Brown hoe, I want a down hoe.." | |
"She sho' is BAD!" | |
"I want a down hoe, a Foxxy Brown hoe, I want a down hoe.." | |
"She sho' is BAD!" | |
[Al' Tariq] | |
Look, I was like the Mack, to her Foxxy Brown | |
_Cotton Comes to Harlem_ gettin this money Uptown | |
"Showtime at the Apollo," games up at the Rutgers | |
All eyes on, we just some fly muh'fuckers | |
Got these suckers live in fear we like three the hard way | |
Me Fox and cuz-o Spud we just feed the hard way | |
Just creamin all day, plus my clan's all in it | |
We not just tryin to run it, nigga we tryin to win it | |
And since we killin in it, you know here come the leaches | |
Lookin fo' they share, blowin shit like some speakers | |
But my boo is my keeper, you know she gon' protect me | |
Ms. Cleopatra Jones, she never let 'em get me | |
She never let 'em sweat me, keep the joint nearby | |
Cause of my Fox Brown all these niggaz fear I | |
All hail Tariq and the long black missus | |
Breakin niggaz off and just handlin our business | |
Foxxy Brown | |
[Chorus] | |
[Al' Tariq] | |
Now look - here comes the scandal, to crush my empire | |
Make my empire, burn with the fire | |
from the joint cuz-o hits the deck | |
Now look at that, they just left the fam wet | |
I get the soldiers, round up the posse | |
We on some Panther shit, fuck Gucci and Gotti | |
Fuck a Maseratti, we up in the Land | |
Now I'm out here at war and Fox is at my right hand | |
Do some "Black Ceasar" shit throw a nigga in the trunk | |
with the rats got the bats, in case he alive when we get back | |
Now how's that for a twist on the story | |
Me and this hot thang goin down with the glory | |
Steady puffin lye gettin "Cooley High" we never die | |
Blow up the high, niggaz scheme but never try, "Superfly" | |
Fo' the nine-ohs and eight-five-ohs | |
Me and my bitch, now that's just how the shit goes | |
Fox Brown | |
[Chorus] |
zuo qu : Fernandez, Notorious BIG | |
Ladies and gentlemens.. all the way live.. from the Q | |
Al' Tariq, look, look | |
I' m round 135th, thirtythree thirtythree | |
Cuzo crib, where all them greasy dirties be | |
Niggaz, gettin them evil papes and it don' t matter | |
whether you brother or sister take you out fo' the batter | |
AIGHT? So check the scene, we in front of the build' | |
Me, Spud and Berg tossin grills hittin Phil' s and then | |
out of nowhere, look what I see steppin in our direction | |
Body definitely kept in | |
the best shape that' s possible, and yo it' s probable | |
that I could bag her, I' m fiendin to have her | |
I tap her, what' s yo' name lovely? | |
Body' s bonecrushin, some Pam Grier shit and right there | |
she started blushin so you know how I' m thinkin peep the drama | |
We gon' slide up to my crib and continue like some karma?' s | |
black momma, not no white momma, I got the right momma | |
Got this sexy brown momma | |
Chorus: x2 | |
" I want a down hoe, a Foxxy Brown hoe, I want a down hoe.." | |
" She sho' is BAD!" | |
" I want a down hoe, a Foxxy Brown hoe, I want a down hoe.." | |
" She sho' is BAD!" | |
Al' Tariq | |
Look, I was like the Mack, to her Foxxy Brown | |
_Cotton Comes to Harlem_ gettin this money Uptown | |
" Showtime at the Apollo," games up at the Rutgers | |
All eyes on, we just some fly muh' fuckers | |
Got these suckers live in fear we like three the hard way | |
Me Fox and cuzo Spud we just feed the hard way | |
Just creamin all day, plus my clan' s all in it | |
We not just tryin to run it, nigga we tryin to win it | |
And since we killin in it, you know here come the leaches | |
Lookin fo' they share, blowin shit like some speakers | |
But my boo is my keeper, you know she gon' protect me | |
Ms. Cleopatra Jones, she never let ' em get me | |
She never let ' em sweat me, keep the joint nearby | |
Cause of my Fox Brown all these niggaz fear I | |
All hail Tariq and the long black missus | |
Breakin niggaz off and just handlin our business | |
Foxxy Brown | |
Chorus | |
Al' Tariq | |
Now look here comes the scandal, to crush my empire | |
Make my empire, burn with the fire | |
from the joint cuzo hits the deck | |
Now look at that, they just left the fam wet | |
I get the soldiers, round up the posse | |
We on some Panther shit, fuck Gucci and Gotti | |
Fuck a Maseratti, we up in the Land | |
Now I' m out here at war and Fox is at my right hand | |
Do some " Black Ceasar" shit throw a nigga in the trunk | |
with the rats got the bats, in case he alive when we get back | |
Now how' s that for a twist on the story | |
Me and this hot thang goin down with the glory | |
Steady puffin lye gettin " Cooley High" we never die | |
Blow up the high, niggaz scheme but never try, " Superfly" | |
Fo' the nineohs and eightfiveohs | |
Me and my bitch, now that' s just how the shit goes | |
Fox Brown | |
Chorus |
zuò qǔ : Fernandez, Notorious BIG | |
Ladies and gentlemens.. all the way live.. from the Q | |
Al' Tariq, look, look | |
I' m round 135th, thirtythree thirtythree | |
Cuzo crib, where all them greasy dirties be | |
Niggaz, gettin them evil papes and it don' t matter | |
whether you brother or sister take you out fo' the batter | |
AIGHT? So check the scene, we in front of the build' | |
Me, Spud and Berg tossin grills hittin Phil' s and then | |
out of nowhere, look what I see steppin in our direction | |
Body definitely kept in | |
the best shape that' s possible, and yo it' s probable | |
that I could bag her, I' m fiendin to have her | |
I tap her, what' s yo' name lovely? | |
Body' s bonecrushin, some Pam Grier shit and right there | |
she started blushin so you know how I' m thinkin peep the drama | |
We gon' slide up to my crib and continue like some karma?' s | |
black momma, not no white momma, I got the right momma | |
Got this sexy brown momma | |
Chorus: x2 | |
" I want a down hoe, a Foxxy Brown hoe, I want a down hoe.." | |
" She sho' is BAD!" | |
" I want a down hoe, a Foxxy Brown hoe, I want a down hoe.." | |
" She sho' is BAD!" | |
Al' Tariq | |
Look, I was like the Mack, to her Foxxy Brown | |
_Cotton Comes to Harlem_ gettin this money Uptown | |
" Showtime at the Apollo," games up at the Rutgers | |
All eyes on, we just some fly muh' fuckers | |
Got these suckers live in fear we like three the hard way | |
Me Fox and cuzo Spud we just feed the hard way | |
Just creamin all day, plus my clan' s all in it | |
We not just tryin to run it, nigga we tryin to win it | |
And since we killin in it, you know here come the leaches | |
Lookin fo' they share, blowin shit like some speakers | |
But my boo is my keeper, you know she gon' protect me | |
Ms. Cleopatra Jones, she never let ' em get me | |
She never let ' em sweat me, keep the joint nearby | |
Cause of my Fox Brown all these niggaz fear I | |
All hail Tariq and the long black missus | |
Breakin niggaz off and just handlin our business | |
Foxxy Brown | |
Chorus | |
Al' Tariq | |
Now look here comes the scandal, to crush my empire | |
Make my empire, burn with the fire | |
from the joint cuzo hits the deck | |
Now look at that, they just left the fam wet | |
I get the soldiers, round up the posse | |
We on some Panther shit, fuck Gucci and Gotti | |
Fuck a Maseratti, we up in the Land | |
Now I' m out here at war and Fox is at my right hand | |
Do some " Black Ceasar" shit throw a nigga in the trunk | |
with the rats got the bats, in case he alive when we get back | |
Now how' s that for a twist on the story | |
Me and this hot thang goin down with the glory | |
Steady puffin lye gettin " Cooley High" we never die | |
Blow up the high, niggaz scheme but never try, " Superfly" | |
Fo' the nineohs and eightfiveohs | |
Me and my bitch, now that' s just how the shit goes | |
Fox Brown | |
Chorus |