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[Cham] A wha de blood claat dem fool dem [Foxy] Whoa [Foxy Brown] Who the f**k told bitches they could do what I do And all of a sudden all y'all bitches got accents too Sometime a gal figure it cool - hoo hoo hoo hoo; whoa Bad gyal, bitches can't do the shit that I do Some niggaz nowadays move worse than a bitch I tell a motherf**ker this Ans as for this chick, me love bum flick on bad man dick so Got the pussy; I got the live fo' I'm a grown ass bitch with my own ass shit Now heat dis and I wan' chat me a go BUSTIN a secret Y'all big bot-ty man, ya have look man bottom Pussy watchman, you a trace gyal patton F**k who, niggaz wish they could f**k me Like they never seen a hot gal act like we Big hood, and love back way all day And the way my man f**k, can't even stand up Big bumba claat star, push hot car Take it through my hole right through my appendix And when he gets stiff it cum like ten dicks I got a message; whydontch'all motherf**kers sit on this? [Chorus 2X: Baby Cham] From a puss hole, dis man we shot down If a fass hole fi dead man we back down If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down [Foxy Brown] Picture me f**kin with a nigga half my status Out of all the broads in the game, Fox is the baddest Bad gal bust big gun and no wan' see me back it How dare y'all motherf**kers even spit my name Cool na man, 'fore I have you X'd out the game Move ya bumba hole, bwoy gwon mind ya jacket And tell dem all you young pussy like sugar cane Wouldn't f**k you if I was horny, or pissy-ass drunk And buck yat take beer owed by queer, oh dem where dat? Lucky I don't f**k around and get you stuck up Waitin outside your studio, collect your dub bucks Bet you wish you lucked up, and got a quick nut Bitch - f**k around and get that nigga gun buck Outsider fully loaded with the gun stashed up In front of cactus, chrome fo'-fifth And a bag of full clip for niggaz with loose lip - FIYAH [Chorus] [Foxy Brown] How many times I got to let y'all bitches know I'm See when Fox in the place, pure hotness a gwan when I bust wine we na watch ya face, gwan one of a kind, can't f**k with mines Ya too fraud, sound ridiculous I'm the only Trini bitch that can kick yard shit, FIYAH that can kick yard shit FIRE What you know about skin out and bruck out Like a bad gyal bunny hot style, pop pure style [Baby Cham - repeat 2X] Sick of thes fake G's tryin to clown me Look at this wannabe's comin around me Why these/you niggaz be tryin to drown me I'm tellin you fools no one can bound me [Chorus - repeat to end] [Baby Cham ad libs at end, w/o beat]