"Foxxy" lyrics

"Foxxy"

Uh, uh, bop bop
Ayy, I'm like pussy nigga, what?
Ride with some slim shit, same size as the blunt
Crush linen, Prada PJ, shirt open up
That's how I vibe around the house
You ask me, ain't nothin' much, nigga
If I go to jail today, won't even need a buck
Bitch, I sleep standin' up
Better not tip this cow for nothin'
Know this beef overcooked
She gon' chew it, well done
We was talkin' 'bout all this motion
We ain't bring up your name once, nigga

Ayy, I just vibe like that, ride like that
Wear your panties to the side like that, lil' baby, yeah
I just vibe like that, style like that
Nigga, you know you ain't fly like that (she make 'em break it)
Nigga, yeah, I just vibe like that, ride like that
Keep the money sky high like that, yeah (she make 'em break it)
She like, "How you ride like that?" I like that, I'm like that (she make 'em break it)

Nigga, crack a Visa and go shoppin', hide that Ford, close caption
Lay my head down on Versace, nigga, yeah
Fuck all that hoopin' and that hollin', I'm the real one that they follow
I ain't Gilly, I ain't Walla, nigga
I ain't podcastin' with you, I don't even like to talk
I'll monetize when you walk, y'all pups be all bark
I'm hollin' at full moons, I see prayin', I stalk
Body it and bring it to you, just make sure you bring the chalk, nigga

Ayy, I just vibe like that, ride like that
Wear your panties to the side like that, lil' baby, yeah (she make 'em break it)
I just vibe like that, style like that
Nigga, you know you ain't fly like that (she make 'em break it)
Nigga, yeah, I just vibe like that
Ride like that, keep the money sky high like that (she make 'em break it)
Yeah, she like, "How you ride like that?"
I like that, I'm like that (she make 'em break it)

Charmz, go yeah
Hey, N9ne, got to lace this track for you real quick
You gon' flow on the jump, fam
Hell yeah, from real wild, Foxy Brown shit
Yo, I'ma flow on this joint, on some Kase shit
Yeah, drop it, Smoke


Writer(s): Richard Burrell
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