Foxy Brown - Blow my whistle

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Mmm, Oooh, Oh

(Foxy Brown)

Yeah, Uh, Yeah
Y all know y all see us in the Benz or that Rover
Fresh pair of And 1 s, Luis? Pull over
Whole city locked, just like I always told you (uh-huh)
If it ain t Boogie, believe me, she a rookie
You know how Fox drop it, dig up in they pockets
Pussy get lost, treat that nigga like a jump-off
They act shady, this nigga must be crazy
My girls sell units like Michael in the 80 s (ugh)

(Utada Hikaru)Chorus

What am I supposed to do, I don t wanna be your referee but
Anytime tonight I m gonna, blow my whistle soon
Hold my breath, turn blue til it s time to be your referee, but
Later on tonight I ll let you, blow my whistle too

(Utada Hikaru)

Cast your vote on me
Say that s it for me
Just place your bets on me
Stop gettin high off of jealousy,
whether you are ready or not
I m comin with all that I got (I got)
Then while you decide, we are undefined
My instincts says I ought to keep you free (I wanna keep you free)
And my mother says men besides stability (Oh, is it true?)
My Instincts says I ought to keep you free
But I told you this life exclusively (oh)

[Repeat Chorus]

(Utada Hikaru)

Scared to show or tell
Keep what you just felt
The secrets to yourself
I m gettin tired of mysteries, even though I say they do not
The games you play hurt me a lot (a lot)
When there s none to play, will you go or stay?
My instincts says I ought to disagree
When my mother says men will leave eventually (is it true?)
Nothing lasts forever, I agree
But I wouldn t mind the possibility (Oh)

[Repeat Chorus]

(Foxy Brown)

Live from BK, dippin on the freeway (uh-huh)
Visor twisted back with a couple wild cats (Oww!)
Bunch of loose goons, Keep the muzzle on em
We all 7-tre, who the fuck wan what? (Iyye!)
I numbs em like cocaine raw
Starvin like you part of the V-8 this fall
Homes, in many places, but I m Brooklyn s own
Bet I, keeps it poppin , keeps they shoulders lockin
Lahdy-Dahdy in the party, nigga,
Up ya yen, fuck you lockin for a pen? I just came to bone
Reputation ill, stay on chrome
I m like E.T. beotch, no phone home
Gavin always told me, Boogie, watch ya paper
Keep it low, bubble slow, niggaz, catch the vapors
Foxy Calhoun in the Cadillac blue
2 Live, Shawn ain t got no ma s, beotch!

[Repeat Chorus until fade]

Inne utwory

  • I gotta know
  • Fuck somebody else
  • BWA
  • Bomb ass
  • Talk to me
  • Dog & a fox
  • Bonnie & Clyde part II
  • Burning down the house
  • Cruel summer
  • Broken silence
  • Tramp
  • Fallin
  • Bout my paper
  • Memory lane
  • Art of war
  • The letter
  • Tables will turn
  • Hot spot
  • Losowe utwory

    Long live the party

    I want to have a party
    I want to have a party
    I want to have a party
    I want to have a party
    You cannont kill the party
    You cannont kill the party
    You cannont kill the party
    Long Live The Party...

    Another rainy day

    Got taken in
    We feasted on olives from the fridge
    We stood alone and we ate
    We made love all afternoon
    til the stars went gloom

    You wrote, i layed, we dine, on oysters and champagne

    That s what it seemed like
    We connect* in so many ways
    So easy on my sake

    Why am i so shy...

    Call a cab (Interlude)

    [Case (Girl)]
    Yo what s up?
    (What s up?)
    What cha doing?
    (Chilling?)
    Who over there?
    (Why yo?)
    I m saying cause I m asking you
    Who over there?
    (Just me and my friends we just chilling)
    (Ya know what...

    BWA

    [Foxy]
    Ughh, let me show ya how it go down
    When you get three of the illest bitches
    Together on one track
    And we all got attitudes

    1 - I m a mother fuckin bitch
    (With an attitude)
    I m a...

    Save me

    Man all alone, caught in raging water
    Man overboard, caught in a terrible storm
    Throw me the rope, pull me out of trouble
    I need someone, someone to keep me warm
    Why don t you save me
    I m burning with desire
    Why won...