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Foxy Brown
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Fallin' - Featuring Young Gavin
Lyricist:Mohamed Al Bana, Salah Al Shamobi, F Crum, Gavin Marchand, Inga Marchand
Through this hard times The negativity The jealousy God, please God
Yo, Carolina blue six, hottest bitch on the block Used to willie Ducatti, Saco, Prada kick High school, got signed wrote them platti hits Tito was the same shit, got a platti wrist
They say, I'm stoosh 'cause I cover my bush In that Dolce & Gabbana, I'm a hot little mama The number one stunna, Slim, skin copper Like bare bra, I'd eat that gravy proper
You got a money fetish You wanna see me where your bed is? Playboy, y'all got to give me five letters Like Prada, Jacob, Fendi boots C. Dior, clothing, suits Range rover, Gucci shoes First class, flat class, Paris
Don't hate me 'cause I'm ballin' Lord, take me if I'm fallin' I think I hear them callin' me Why they keep on callin' me?
Don't hate me 'cause I'm ballin' Lord, take me if I'm fallin' I think I hear them callin' me Why they keep on callin' me?
If I was to die, it be too many cowards alive Fox brown, bonnie minus the Clyde And today, I'mma make this one promise to God Even if I go wood, I'mma keep it so hood
And I got chills when I signed my deal And I shed tears when Biggie and Pac got killed It's only one other broad that really got skills She's alright, but she's not real
Brown, I'm hot with no rehearsal time Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And I stays on tour like the circle line Ain't a bitch that could emulate my classic delivery I rap New York like the Statue of Liberty
Mentally, I'm in my own zone holding my spot Fox, basically I'm the female Pac And it's like my life is a thesis Sometimes I feel like I'm talking Swedish
Y'all niggas, don't get it And me I'm balling, the streets keep calling Lord, take my soul I feel like I'm falling
Don't hate me 'cause I'm ballin' Lord, take me if h'm fallin' I think I hear them callin' me Why they keep on callin' me?
Don't hate me 'cause I'm ballin' Lord, take me if I'm fallin' I think I hear them callin' me Why they keep on callin' me?
Before me there was many, but none so hot They had no other choice but to run they spot Rock since 15, I was bound to ball Think it's time to run my resume down to y'all
See, touch me, platinum ain't no gold Total 500,000 sold, ill nana 2.8 The firm, another mil Then China doll came, it's pretty much the same
And anything we rap about you see us do Now we stay in demand like PS2 Lot of planes, lot of cars, a lot of chauffeurs Lot of Gucci, lot of Louis, lot of Proda loafers
Couple dollars and with that I bought my range Pretty and reg got a lot of ass off my name, man Yeah, I'm balling the streets keep calling Lord, take my soul, I feel like I'm falling
Don't hate us
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