- Foxy Brown Chyna Whyte 歌词
- Foxy Brown
- Y'all know me right?
I'm that same ***** y'all *****s want for half price
Same ***** y'all *****s was blamin' all y'all problems on
I'm the reason why half of y'all *****s can't
Even go in your moms' crib no more
I'm the type of ***** that leave a ***** nose stiff
And get his hoes hit, make his toes shift
'Tl the demands in all, yo can call me have ****
'Till y'all ************s switch and smoke this ****
The reason mike ****ed around and moped with this *****
And his Jones, little son Troy float this ****
I ain't causin' *****s with nines to tote this ****
'Cause when you spit
'Cause *****s came up real short with they ****
Know one ***** like Novacane, straight to the brain, shoot it up
Thinkin' both his nose and his toes are the same
***** gimme your nickname, Chyna, last name, White
Guaranteed to have your ass open first night
Bad *****, slanted eyes, powdered with white
Somethin' special, not too average, baddest little thing in sight
I knew this dude Ritz that ****ed with a *****
Get you right, matter of fact, you could get it half price
****, she got a crew that ain't nothin nice, dime ****
Have ya ************s believin' ya tryin' to find ****
Matter of fact, Mel, used to **** a girl, Trish gal
Unique hit, little E and bomb bags ******
Now they assed out and the hood massed out
Even Rex and Tim's ****ed up with they gats out
No love
{"{"}Nana, Nana, I need ten dollars ,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, change a few thugs, new drugs
*****s started stashin' things on Mother Gasten
Hottest **** to hit the streets, divide peeps, divide crew love
**** trees, and that was OZ
Slow leaks and *****s with false leads and nosebleeds
Vein popped, pop shells with close sales
*****es, they noses frail, got the word that coke sells
Huh, tip it once you could match a ***** bail
Huh, flip it twice you officially on, have the richest *****s ****ed up
Kissin' your thong, mystery's on, huh, flip it three times, you straight
Trip on a lake, Cristal and cheese cake
**** sucker, D shake, *****s flake
Huh, flip it once more you're leary, huh
Feds on your ass, hit money don't make money
What happened to get money, the *****es, the cars and brick money?
The spot on Bay bridge, y'all *****s ain't clamin' **** now huh
Y'all know me now, ****ed up in the game, no love, no love
Chyna white
Chyna white
Chyna white
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