Foxy Brown - Big Bad Mamma Lyrics
[fox] ahh, trackmastersMy boo[dru] dru hill, foxy[fox] right[dru] ill na na na, na na[fox] na na, uhh, thats the shitVerse one: foxy brownPlaya haters ery minute wanna stop my dough (uh-huh)And every other minute wanna rock my flow (you know)And every third minute, yall wanna swerve in itCome quick like a virgin in it... aowwww!So far, came through this year with no braSheer shirt, shakin my na na, this head hurtGot em strung, let em know Im like a iceeFor the best effect you got to use your tongueFind my g-spot get me hot Im illFoxy, chocolate baby, got milk?Shake that ass like you just dont careCause yall just rookies of the year, what?Work niggaz, like you one of the live niggazFly niggaz, known to handle a pie niggaChick in the, off-white pearl sixOn the cellular, gettin them open like girl 6Its onChorus: dru hill (with variations)Shes a bad mamma jammaJust as foxy as can be (as foxy as can be)Heyyy, shes a bad mamma jammaJust as foxy as can be (as foxy as she can be)Verse two: foxy brownPlayer haters ery minute wanna see your clothes (uh-huh)Then every other minute wanna know what you drove (uhhh)Then every third minute, wanna know if the furs rentedThats why I got no time for hoesIts the brown fox, surround blocks, sound niceSee me dressed, d-b-s, brown rocksSee me just, play the low proGot these rap chicks in a chokehold, biotch!Basically, youre wastin your time hatin meIm like one point five, got to make it threeMy name will forever ringGot em screamin damn fox! on erything, hell yeahFor the paper rip a hot draftOnly for the right dough shorty got that? still in hereIll be down when youre goin broke, ill na naMaster tracks like tone and poke, and its onChorusVerse three: foxy brownPlaya haters ery minute wanna shit on wax (uh-huh)Then every other minute talk behind your back (uh-huh)Then every third minute wanna rock you venice and bourbonNah I aint got time for dat... thats whyI fakes no jacks, I got chips to gainIm like bo jack baby, Im hip to the gameI know it well, rock prada over chanelA h-class hoe with the h. findelRhyme deep in footwear, via spigaLike aaliyah, one in a millionTheres mcs in this rap shit comin in illinLike I did, laid the groundwork for five hitsMember when I told yall first week outShipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked outLove yourself, put no one above theeCause aint nobody gon ***** me like me, its onChorus 2x[dru hill sings a bunch of na na nas and yahoo!s]
