Run dem (feat. Baby Cham) (исполнитель: Foxy Brown)
Produced By: Dave Kelly [Foxy] Whoa [Cham] wha de blood claat do dem fool deh [Foxy Brown] Who the [bad word] told [bad word] they could do what I do And all of a sudden all y'all [bad word] got accents too Bad gyal, [bad word] can't do the [bad word] that I do Sometime a gal fi get coof - hoo hoo hoo hoo; whoa I tell a [bad word] this Some niggas nowadays mood's worse than a [bad word] And as for this chick, me love bum flick on bad man [bad word] so Got the [bad word] I got the lie fo'? I'm a grown [bad word] [bad word] with my own [bad word] [bad word] Now hear dis, u no wan' chat? Me a go BUST unnu secret Ya a big battyman, ya love look man bottom [bad word] watchman, you a trace gyal pattern [bad word] who, niggas wish they could [bad word] me Like they never seen a hot gal act like we Big bumba claat star, push hot car Big hood, me love back way all day And the way my man [bad word] can't even stand up And when he gets stiff it [bad word] like ten [bad word] Take it through my hole right through my appendix I got a message; whydontch'all [bad word] sit on this? [Hook 2X: Baby Cham] From a puss hole, dis man we shot dem If a fass hole fi dead man we back dem If a gun shot fi bust man we clap dem An if a riddim fi ride man we rock dem [Foxy Brown] Out of all the broads in the game, Fox is the baddest Picture me [bad word] with a [bad word] half my status Bad gal bust big gun and no wan' see me buck it Move ya bumba hole, bwoy gwon mind ya jacket How dare y'all [bad word] even spit my name Go na man, 'fore I have you X'd out the game And tell dem all your gang [bad word] like sugar cane And buck yat take beer owed by [bad word] oh dem where dat? Bet you wish you lucked up, and got a quick nut I wouldn't [bad word] you if I was horny, or [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] Lucky I don't [bad word] around and get you stuck up Waitin outside your studio, collect your dub bucks [bad word] - [bad word] around and get that [bad word] gun buck Outside and fully loaded with the gun stashed up In front of cactus, chrome fo'-fifth And a bag of full clip for niggas with loose lip - FIYAH [Hook] [Foxy Brown] How many times I got to let y'all [bad word] know I'm One of a kind, can't [bad word] 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 [bad word] that can kick yard [bad word] FIYAH What you know about skin out and [bad word] out Like a bad gyal bunny hot style, pop pure style [Baby Cham - repeat 2X] Look at this [bad word] around me Sick of these fake G's tryin to clown me Why these/you niggas be tryin to drown me I'm tellin you fools no one can bound me