Lirik Lagu Stylin' - Foxy Brown
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(-Intro-)Fever BabyOK, alrightBrooklyn,Uh-Oh Uh-OhYeah Uh Huh
Bitches throw ya drinks up, Style when we be comin' inNiggas throw ya guns up, Whyle when we be runnin inAnd all that ain't nothin, We at the bar frontinIts necessary, We stays in Burburry (Whooooo)
(-Verse 1-)You know how it go, Fox and GavIn a navy blue Rov, Stuttin in HaloOn the I-95, Keepin it liveIn the hood, in the 5, Front of Kennedy Fried (Whooooo)Then slide off with a NBA jump-offOr a nice lil' rapper, Whoever money stack upDuke, Cop a little H-Tod shoeAnd them little boxer dudes, Get a watch or two (Whoa)It aint greed, Yall got kids to feedFuck it, All he wanna do is kill it and leaveSo, Lay low and throw the pussy like the free throwBrooklyn broad and bet I keep the heat low
(-Hook-)Its necessary, We styles in BurburryAnd our walk is mean in them Frankie B. jeans bwoyIts necessary, We stays in BurburryAnd a Mark Jacob bag and a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)(2X)
(-Verse 2-)When we walk up in the club, Niggas be like, "OH!"They aint got no dough? Bet we be like, "NO!"We bout our paper and all that famRollin through Planet Hollywood knockin that Killa Cam (Whoa)Up in V.I.P. with F.B.With a nice throw back, Right below a good GNow, dude is ill, I'm lovin his boysI'm all, seing he's gangsta, I'm watching him swift nowThey wanna see us, Bitches they wanna be usFox and Althea in a powder blue two seaterWe the truth in our Juicy sweat suitsWhen we come through ya town, Every'ting shut down
(-Hook 2X-)
(-Verse 3-)20's with the rims, B-custom kitted BentlyAnd everything we do, They assist like Jamaal TinsleyCocky bastard, I only spits acidSlept on Broken Silence, Fever bout to smash itThis here's a classic, We keeps it drasticI'm all engaged engaged to dough and marrie
Bitches throw ya drinks up, Style when we be comin' inNiggas throw ya guns up, Whyle when we be runnin inAnd all that ain't nothin, We at the bar frontinIts necessary, We stays in Burburry (Whooooo)
(-Verse 1-)You know how it go, Fox and GavIn a navy blue Rov, Stuttin in HaloOn the I-95, Keepin it liveIn the hood, in the 5, Front of Kennedy Fried (Whooooo)Then slide off with a NBA jump-offOr a nice lil' rapper, Whoever money stack upDuke, Cop a little H-Tod shoeAnd them little boxer dudes, Get a watch or two (Whoa)It aint greed, Yall got kids to feedFuck it, All he wanna do is kill it and leaveSo, Lay low and throw the pussy like the free throwBrooklyn broad and bet I keep the heat low
(-Hook-)Its necessary, We styles in BurburryAnd our walk is mean in them Frankie B. jeans bwoyIts necessary, We stays in BurburryAnd a Mark Jacob bag and a H-Tod shoe (Whoo)(2X)
(-Verse 2-)When we walk up in the club, Niggas be like, "OH!"They aint got no dough? Bet we be like, "NO!"We bout our paper and all that famRollin through Planet Hollywood knockin that Killa Cam (Whoa)Up in V.I.P. with F.B.With a nice throw back, Right below a good GNow, dude is ill, I'm lovin his boysI'm all, seing he's gangsta, I'm watching him swift nowThey wanna see us, Bitches they wanna be usFox and Althea in a powder blue two seaterWe the truth in our Juicy sweat suitsWhen we come through ya town, Every'ting shut down
(-Hook 2X-)
(-Verse 3-)20's with the rims, B-custom kitted BentlyAnd everything we do, They assist like Jamaal TinsleyCocky bastard, I only spits acidSlept on Broken Silence, Fever bout to smash itThis here's a classic, We keeps it drasticI'm all engaged engaged to dough and marrie
