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FOXY BROWN lyrics : "Run Dem"

(feat. Baby Cham)

[Foxy] Whoa

[Cham] A wha de blood claat dem fool dem

[Foxy Brown]

Who the $#[email protected] told (*##$es they could do what I do
And all of a sudden all y'all (*##$es got accents too
Bad gyal, (*##$es can't do the %#@! that I do

Sometime a gal figure it cool - hoo hoo hoo hoo; whoa
I tell a mother$#[email protected] this
Some ^!$$%z nowadays move worse than a (*##$

Ans as for this chick, me love bum flick on bad man dick so
Got the #[email protected]; I got the live fo'
I'm a grown $$# (*##$ with my own $$# %#@!

Now heat dis and I wan' chat me a go BUSTIN a secret
Y'all big bot-ty man, ya have look man bottom
#[email protected] watchman, you a trace gyal patton

$#[email protected] who, ^!$$%z wish they could $#[email protected] me
Like they never seen a hot gal act like we
Big bumba claat star, push hot car

Big hood, and love back way all day
And the way my man $#[email protected], can't even stand up
And when he gets stiff it### like ten dicks

Take it through my hole right through my appendix
I got a message; whydontch'all mother$#[email protected] sit on this?

[Chorus x2: 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]
Out of all the broads in the game, Fox is the baddest
Picture me $#[email protected] with a ^!$$% half my status

Bad gal bust big gun and no wan' see me back it
Move ya bumba hole, bwoy gwon mind ya jacket
How dare y'all mother$#[email protected] even spit my name

Cool na man, 'fore I have you X'd out the game
And tell dem all you young #[email protected] like sugar cane
And buck yat take beer owed by queer, oh dem where dat?

Bet you wish you lucked up, and got a quick nut
Wouldn't $#[email protected] you if I was ^^&$#*, or pissy-ass drunk
Lucky I don't $#[email protected] around and get you stuck up

Waitin outside your studio, collect your dub bucks
(*##$ - $#[email protected] around and get that ^!$$% gun buck
Outsider fully loaded with the gun stashed up

In front of cactus, chrome fo'-fifth
And a bag of full clip for ^!$$%z with loose lip - FIYAH


[Foxy Brown]

How many times I got to let y'all (*##$es know I'm
one of a kind, can't $#[email protected] with mines
See when Fox in the place, pure hotness a gwan

when I bust wine we na watch ya face, gwan
Ya too fraud, sound ridiculous
I'm the only Trini (*##$ that can kick yard %#@!, FIYAH

that can kick yard %#@! FIRE
What you know about skin out and bruck out
Like a bad gyal bunny hot style, pop pure style

[Baby Cham x2]
Look at this wannabe's comin around me

Sick of thes fake G's tryin to clown me
Why these/you ^!$$%z 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]

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