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mind right (freestyle) - foxy brown lyrics

[intro: charli baltimore]
uh, round one, wha’
the motherf*cking saga begins
uh
what the f*ck, uh
who the f*ck want it? wha’
uh, uh

[verse 1: charli baltimore}
b*tches! grab your tits if you love hip*hop
sh*t, my 348 never forget
these hoes don’t know where they place me, huh?
be more than door to door, you can face me, ma
all that sh*t to yourself you done over did
stuck between labels cause they overbid
play the cut, late nights, ma, hold your head
cause i don’t miss with the blade like hova did
told y’all kids gutter, wanna f*ck with you
makе my name hot in you like a burning d*ck
chuck b*more, biatch, you hеard of it
if not, even better, personal vendetta
peep the letters, b m o r e
pd band like my n*gga n.o.r.e
sh*t, you sick, ma? so are we
sick with it, b*tch, oh are we
your day job, stick with it
p*ssy, stay with that quiet hating and holla
make me wake out of my hibernation
you forgot who discovered the b*tch, thuggin’ with this
ring on bling like you was guzzlin’ d*ck
i admit, came in the game for dough
came in the game to blow them lames, you know?
it’s the illest mob, ma, better rep your state
place your bet, only thing i lose is weight!
[verse 2: foxy brown]
got my “mind right”, money right, ready for war
with them four*four’s out, ‘bout to air these hoes out, whatever
b*tch, if you knew better, you’d do better
or spit better or somethin’, stop frontin’, b*tch!
i’m focused, man, i’m sick with it
sick n*ggas with it, put two through ya fitted, holla!
little n*ggas goin’ to na na
like them b*tches want part of this drama
however, n*ggas want it, we could do it
whatever, whoever, whichever way
ya n*ggas’ll come get it, i’m with it, dawg
what ya know ‘bout reppin’ the k?
in that all blue and gray, from nostrand to slauson
ya runnin’ around like two flutes
duke all in the bas*m*nt, talkin’ real loose, man
like my n*ggas won’t let their nine loose
uppin’ cheetahs through ya wife*beater, holla at us
we the truth
how the f*ck ya rep the hood? and only slide through on video shoots, bwoy
and nann b*tch want it with fox
like these broads really want it with fox
i’m the only b*tch c*walking in chanel loaf tops, sh*t
through ‘97, b*tch, i been reppin’
it’s still boogs, still hood
tell me how the f*ck y’all ship a million and still scan wood?
we rep the same hood, only difference is
why the f*ck n*ggas never see kim in the hood? biatch

- foxy brown lyrics

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