Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Nigga - Foxy Brown

Foxy
What? Jay-Z,

I keep it fresher the next bitch
No need for you to sweat the next bitch
speed, I make the best bitch see the exit, indeed
You know you're thoroughly respected by me

You get the keys to the Lexus with no
You gotcha own '96 suh-in, the
And keep your ass tighter than Versace, why
You gotta watch your friends you got to watch me, they shit

The first to crack the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 cent
And papayas, from the village to the
Time to kill it on belly, no question
I got more black between my sheets than Essence

They say sex is a weapon, so I shoot
Meet your in less than eight seconds
Still poundin' in my after laughin', my shit is tight
Who you askin',

no nigga like the one I got
(No one can you betta)
around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)

Friends'll me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the to find a man o' they own
Man o' own, man o' they own
(Yea, yea)

Fresh to Def in Moschino, bag
Lookin' black and Filipino, fakin' no jacks
Got you a beeper to important
Surroudin' your feet in Joanie Dega's and Jordan

I keep ya but love
You know these be makin' me weak
Y'all how it goes B and so I creep

I've been sinnin' you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken 'n'
You can't change a player's game in the ninth
The chrome rim spinnin' keeps 'em
So I run way the fuck up in 'em and wrinkle the face like

I play hard-eh till say God
He's keepin' it real, jigga, hard
Lawd, even trip
I never slip, nigga, get a

you don't see is whatcha get
Weapons concealed, what the fuck feel?
When you niggas play we can all get ill
(What the deal?)

no nigga like the one I got
(No one can you betta)
around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)

tell me I should leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the to find a man o' they own
Man o' own, man o' they own

Yo, ain't no this, no lie
Promise to monogamous, I try
But love, you know ho's be makin' me weak
Y'all how it goes B, so I stay deep

What up, boo? keep me laced in the illa snakes
rolls and shit, back rubs in the French tub
Mackin' this bitch, wifee,
So when you flip that coke, the days you was dead broke

But now style and I raised you
Basically, you into a don
weight, heroin and shit, you know the pussy is all that
That's why I get bagets five carats and all

Dolce Gabana to H Vendell, I'm ringin' bells
So who the playa? I still you in the illest gators
so we can lay up in the shade reminiscin'
On how I fuck the best o'

when I'm flippin' Baileys
Don't give a about how you move with them other mamis
I push da Z, eatin' shrimp scampi with rocks than life
Fuck them Reebok broads, you made it who your wife was

I got you frontin' in sweaters before this rap shit
When you was in levers and berettas
And eek classes with mo in the glasses, shows in
Wit all the flavor suede

Now all mens' up in your Benz's high post
I you be killin' me playin' inside my pubic hairs
I never 'bout them other chicks
'Cuz you proved who was your wiz when you was that bitch

I took a little when you was up North, your stay pilin'
How you large on the island, all them collects have me vex
But you come home
I was comin' off wit half of dem checks

Now we on the rise, your diamond wit the slanted eyes
Holdin' this cocked the green and the shit
no, I see half o' the dough
Made you into a star, hundred thousand dollar cars

no nigga like the one I got
(No one can you betta)
around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)

Friends'll tell me I leave you alone
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' own

Ain't no nigga the one I got
(No one can you betta)
Sleeps around but he me a lot
(Keeps you in and leathers)
Friends'll tell me I should you alone