Foxys Blues Lyrics

Fox Boogie Brown is bad as hell

Battle anybody I don't care if you tell

I excel, they all fell

Suited in Chanel, Fox Brown will rock the bells

C'mon, uhh, rock bells, ill

The Firm, c'mon, ride along baby

Whattup Da Da, yo!

Me and my Firm benos, rhyme to the death

The mahogany Mami, and shine like Pledge

Wouldn't suggest you try me, verses like Guillani

What? I hurt it on purpose like Bonnie

From the bottom to the T-O, Pee-Wee flow

C.O.D., Cash On Delivery

Foxy everybody watch me now

Got these rap cats mad can't stop me now

See the slanted eyes rise when I knock thee down

I got one question for y'all, haha, Papi how?

We don't playa hate we regulate in this camp

Y'all do whatcha can, we do what y'all can't

Amazing like Luther once the beat's looped up

Rock the bi-dells and tore your whole group up

It's Ill like Na Na when it feel like drama

boy, me and the click roll tight like ganja

See me Primadonna, breakin the nails

Here come the game of game, to get the cake and we bail

Know you tryin to get the picture but the frame is frail

We gettin richer, you wish you ran game this well

Rock the bells, uhh

Some players like it, and some of them don't

Cause I make a lot of cash and they girlfriends won't

Fox brawl swing in Hell gonna rock the bells

All you other MC's can't do this well, rock the bells

Rock the bells, uhh

From the, true borough, the B-K too thorough

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C'mon, you know the tracks I get dumb on

Can't front on me, playa haters the Sun on

I regulate, Dan-non, down to Ra-mon

I swung on hits y'all couldn't get run on

Brown baby uhh, I been chromed out

This ain't nuttin new parked Benz on out

And I flows like, CK One

Somethin in they hoes like, she fakes none, aight

I'm the quintessential, mistress of the instrumental

Y'all could Wait to Exhale, I'ma vent a little

Set It Off like Jada, robbin the bank

I got this money thing covered, from the dollar to the franc

The pounds to the pence, it's like hustlin backwards

Nuttin y'all said made a ounce of sense

My moves be calculated, documented

No matter what you sell, I got you in a minute

Take a lot at your charts, watch me climb

Turn it upside down, six digits to nine

Inside out got reversable rhymes

We could go pop widdit or run the block widdit

Never before done til The Firm did it

If it ain't for the paper then nah we not with it

Got to stay driven so we can stay drivin

Boom to my whole crew, gotta pull a diamond

See me lookin hot in the crop Tercel

Gettin richer, you wish you ran game this well

Rock the bells

Uhh, is it raw

Uhh, uh-huh, to the core, uhh

I'ma give it to ya raw, give your more, uhh

Uh-huh, like that, yeah, c'mon, rock the bells

Rock the bells

Rock the bells

Rock the bells