8 years ago
The Birth of Foxy Brown
Lyrics
Oh shit! Oh my God! This shit hurts! What is it! What is it! Oh fuck is girl! Is a girl! Oh let me hold my baby... You know... They don't fuck messed up know, I mean, I finally got my Chyna Doll... What? A little Foxy! You know Foxy... Mama as ben puttin down in the streets for many many many years... I'd run with the baddest niggas out here... I mean, I own the hookers, I mean, I own the pimps, I mean, the street was mine... But i got you Chyna Doll... Now the street is yours... I want you to get out there and make your mama proud... But remember... Only one person can judge... So baby... Live your life and go out there and be like a gangster...
Writer(s): TIMOTHY MOSLEY, JAWANN D. PEACOCK, BENJAMIN J. BUSH, STEPHEN GARRETT, INGA "FOXY BROWN" MARCHAND, ROY AYERS, CARL B. CLAY
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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