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Foxy Brown
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Stylin'
Lyricist:Chauncey Hawkins, Robert Kirkland, Gavin Marchand, Inga Marchand, Victor Santiago, Bryan Williams
Fever baby Okay, alright Brooklyn Uh oh, uh oh Yeah, uh huh
Bitches throw ya drinks up Style when we be comin' in Niggas throw ya guns up While when we be runnin' in
And all that ain't nothin We at the bar frontin' Its necessary We stays in Burburry (Who)
You know how it go Fox and Gav In a navy blue Rov Stuttin' in Halo
On the I-95, keepin' it live In the hood, in the 5 Front of Kennedy Fried (Who)
Then slide off with a NBA jump off Or a nice lil' rapper Whoever money stack up Duke, Cop a little H-Tod shoe And them little boxer dudes Get a watch or two (Whoa)
It ain't greed Y'all got kids to feed Fuck it, all he wanna do is Kill it and leave
So, lay low and throw The pussy like the free throw Brooklyn broad and bet I keep the heat low
It's necessary We styles in Burburry And our walk is mean In them Frankie B. jeans boy
It's necessary We stays in Burburry And a Mark Jacob bag And a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)
It's necessary We styles in Burburry And our walk is mean In them Frankie B. jeans boy
It's necessary We stays in Burburry And a Mark Jacob bag And a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)
When we walk up in the club Niggas be like, 'Oh!' They ain't got no dough? Bet we be like, 'No!'
We 'bout our paper and all that fam Rollin' through Planet Hollywood Knockin' that Killa Cam (Whoa)
Up in V.I.P. with F.B. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com With a nice throw back Right below a good G Now, dude is ill, I'm lovin his boys I'm all, seeing he's gangsta I'm watching him swift now
They wanna see us Bitches they wanna be us Fox and Althea in a powder blue two seater We the truth in our Juicy sweat suits When we come through ya town Everything shut down
It's necessary We styles in Burburry And our walk is mean In them Frankie B. jeans boy
It's necessary We stays in Burburry And a Mark Jacob bag And a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)
It's necessary We styles in Burburry And our walk is mean In them Frankie B. jeans boy
It's necessary We stays in Burburry And a Mark Jacob bag And a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)
20's with the rims B-custom kitted Bentley And everything we do They assist like Jamaal Tinsley
Cocky bastard I only spits acid Slept on Broken Silence Fever 'bout to smash it
This here's a classic We keeps it drastic I'm all engaged, engaged to dough And married to plastic
And you know how we do Fresh pair Air Force 2's With the toaster Kobe pull over (Whoo)
It's necessary We styles in Burburry And our walk is mean In them Frankie B. jeans boy
It's necessary We stays in Burburry And a Mark Jacob bag And a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)
It's necessary We styles in Burburry And our walk is mean In them Frankie B. jeans boy
It's necessary We stays in Burburry And a Mark Jacob bag And a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)
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