If I.. - Foxy Brown
Artist : “Foxy Brown”
Song title : “If I..”
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Cmon yeah #laughter#
Brooklyn
Brook-lyn
Take it back
Take it back
If i fox boogie
Ragtop six drop
Get caught
Think not
Light brown
Cause were not to be stopped
If i
I came up fast in this crap game they call a rap game
What the damn shes killin it again from that dame
Now every snake fake-faced o jig
Im like
Just dont sell me the bridge
I buy lakes
friends even bend rules
Chicks i lent jewels
Says
"shes actin funny now
Oh shes got money now"
Tryin to do my thing yall
Need you on my team
But you aint gon stop my dream
Or block my cream
I liked things better when you called me ings
A year before rap city
Way before screen scene
fore they knew who foxy was
You probably was
The first to keep it real wit all my secrets concealed
Things got ill the minute i got a deal
And my time got shorter and you was havin a daughter
Had to stop hopscotch
Get off iran
Damn i wish we were still playin jump
Chorus repeat 2x
If i could take this back i would
If i could rewind the time to when it was all good
I would
Take it back to when we said good-bye
If i
My so-called man thinkin he slick cause i stay on tour
Thought hed never get caught tryin to play on whores
I cried as my keys was scrapin the car doors
from the trunk
To the hood
By the wheel and the floor
Exposed my vulnerable side
Had me open wide
Said you forever keep it real
But you lied
Was the first to feel inside
The ill na na
Had me thirst when you whispered to me
"how it feel mama?"
Yeah
But dont hurt it
I like the way you work it
No diggity
Dont stop get busy
Blew up your pager
Checked your clothes
Duked your house keys
Stole your beeper code
What happened to the mos and the occasional roses
Massages and the bubble baths
Rubbin my toes as
I realize you was just misleadin me
I shoulda known
You left your last chick to be with me
Chorus
Mommy dearest tried to prepare us for a lot ahead
You never heard
Preferred to smoke your lye instead
On the one to one combo told me youd die for bread
Thats why i spend these nights
Cryin in the bed
You had the deep dish six
Your rep was widespread
I tried to intervene you said it was over my head
Said id never understand the plight of a black man
Right
But im tryin to keep you in my life
Via satellite
Talkin them burn outs
Soon you had me whylin and you turned me out
Taught me bout how to win
The code of the streets
Luxuries and wealth untold it was sweet
And one night you asleep after work was chopped up
felt somethin strange in my veins
I popped up
One foot in the house shoot flew to the horn
Got the cell operator
I knew you was gone
Chorus 15x