Foxy Brown Lyrics
"Na
Na Be Like"
Trini.. yeah yes, Pretty Boy
(99
Def Jam) I said it
Fuck y'all bitches want, whoa
I'ma stay poppin shit
Anybody
want it? Come see me, what?
Fame.. yagga..
[Foxy
Brown]
I flows sicker like, tote quicker like
Na Na pop shit like spit hot
shit
Bitches love to gossip, catch me in my crop shit like
I spit flame
bitch fuck's my name? Na Na
Like, I'm the bitch Prada wan' pitch
Rude gal,
back court, big gun
Big tings a'gwan like, I'm undisputed
Now y'all got
to bow when you see me, fuck's my name? Na Na
Like, I'm the bitch pushin big
6
Likkle broad, five foot, pop big shit like
See my clique, ride big dick
like
Swiss hole y'know? Handcuff shit like
Supreme bitch, y'all broads is
ancient
I'll bank your whole shit, top draft pick like
I'm the Prince Nasheem
of this shit
Come test me; and leave with your vest swiss cheese like
[Chorus]
(Na
Na be like) Flawless ice shit
Sassy-ass chick, I started this shit
(Na Na
be like) Big bone gal
Whoa, light-er, come smoke the skunk ya
(Na Na be
like) Yagga yagga yo
Say we nah sucky duck iffa we ain't a name brand, eh
(Na
Na be like) Runnin this here
Bet I have y'all broke bitches all runnin this
year, whoa
[Foxy Brown]
My wrist thick, light
gray shit
Call me, Sunsplasha, Don all wetness, whoa
I switched up, put
the 6 up
E'rybody want chop 6, rock bald wrists, whoa
I've done this, spit
hotness
Na Na tote big fifth; fuck's my name? Na Na, whoa
And my pussy niggaz
wan' lick
And my big tits son a wan' come kiss
I'm me, all no see when I
want rudeness
And you 'onna 'ere come spit bullshit, whoa
I might care,
but I won't go there
I might rock this, but I wan' come stick, whoa
I'm
the chick that'll drop my shit
'fore a eedyot nigga wan' pay nice price whoa
It's
my life and I wan' live like
ah art gyal dis and I wan' sound like, whoa
[Chorus]
[Foxy
Brown]
Bitches wan' test my aim; I spray sick like lunatic
Shit better keep
pushin your shit back
Ya nah threat me, oh you wanna try Nani?
Beer gun
shot, I need a Punani-dani
Woof, (??) yagga ya suck ya (?) mouf
Pussy what
big gun inna ya mouf gal
Eh-eh, eh-eh, Na Na talk greasy what?
Eh-eh, eh-eh,
an' who de ras wan' see me
Eh-eh, eh-eh, my diamonds is "Blue Streak"
Shit
Tito brand, money wash my hands, Sopranos style
Eh-eh, eh-eh, Ruger in Chanel
purse
You think you're nice bitch, spit behind my verse
Eh-eh, eh-eh, eh-eh,
eh-eh
So bow down bitch, fuck's my name?
Na Na, wha wha? Na Na, wha wha?
Na
Na, Na Na, Na Na, yagga yagga yo, whoa
[Chorus -
repeat 2X]
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