Foxy Brown - Cruel summer

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Foxy Brown:
Yo, it s the cruel summer, cruel stool in the hummer
With the visor twist back its the #1 stunner
Back on the block with some shit that the cops had banned
I cease niggas like the Taliban
16 in. starelords in the Nautica van, with a fresh pair of filas
and the dappour Dan and gettin fancy in the shallor from Delancy
and only real New Yorkers will understand me
Wit a good Mavado and a crisp pair of lotto
Now my niggas up in omm at the bar holdin bottles
It s not for real, wit other niggas followin
Bet they try to see us, but they never gonne be us now,
The love is gone and the foolin is done
And if they ain t about they money, bet them niggas gettin oned and,
Take big poppa back to the slums
Ain t nothin far, show yu how to do this Hun....

Chorus:
(Cruel) cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own, it s a cruel
(It s a cruel) cruel summer
Now your gone

Foxy Brown:
Uh...oh, here comes Foxx again
And we knockin bitches out the box again
Got the rap game all locked again
Like the Ill Nana days, I m still not afraid
Dropped Chyna Doll, which y all happened to love
Then, Broken Silence put me back in the club
Then I gave it some time, now i m the one to come up
Catch, The Fever this summer, i m bout to run the summer
Every rotation, every rotation 3,000 spins we about to win
It s gonna be more hits, we ll see more stat
A little, Dior this and Dior that
They like, Foxx stay stylin like she all that
I never worry, I styles in Behrberry now
Usually i m on some grimmy shit, but,...
Let s take it bak to summer 96 , come on...

Chorus:
(Cruel) cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own, it s a cruel
(It s a cruel) cruel summer
Now your gone

Foxy Brown:
(They like Foxx, OK)
And now they tellin me,
Whoa lil mama, let me holla at you
We could keep this on the low lil mama
Now look hommie i m out of your budget
And, supportin Foxx is not in your budget,
Plus, Anything I want, ain t hard to have
Soon as I drop a joint, people startin to BLAB
Talk about they seen me trying to park the Naaav
I don t even drive, I give them Cars to Gav, now....

(Cruel) cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own, it s a cruel
(It s a cruel) cruel summer
Now your gone....

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
  • Broken silence
  • Tramp
  • Fallin
  • Bout my paper
  • Memory lane
  • Blow my whistle
  • Art of war
  • The letter
  • Tables will turn
  • Hot spot
  • Losowe utwory

    Lost myself in search of you

    I was holding you so tight and you were holding me
    So wrapped up in the moment I was feeling such security
    And the first few weeks felt just like heaven,
    but I never really seemed to get that high
    So now I sit here laughing at the time that...

    We want fun

    Well if we had our own willing way to go
    You d be doing things, and hoping theres antidote!
    When we saw that we d give you it all!
    we re thinkin you re a lady, yankin our chains an all!***

    We...

    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...

    What a feeling (deutsche)

    Was für ein Gefühl...Leute glauben daran
    Ich kann das alles erreichen, tanze um mein Leben

    Am Anfang gibt es nichts
    außer einem schwach leuchtenden Traum,
    den deine Angst tief in deinen Gedanken
    verborgen zu halten scheint.

    Chorus:
    Was für ein Gefühl...Leute...

    Przerwa w trasie

    Kiedy wróci do mnie jeden
    Z tych, co dawno są już tam
    To pozbieram całą biedę
    I spokojnie pójdę sam

    Wypijemy, co się zmieści
    I we łbach zakręci młyn
    Będzie czas na opowieści
    - Kto dla kogo grał i z kim ?...