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

Foxy
What? Jay-Z,

I keep it than the next bitch
No need for you to ever the next bitch
With speed, I the best bitch see the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly by me

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

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

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

no nigga like 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
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the to find a man o' they own
Man o' they own, man o' own
(Yea, yea)

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

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

been sinnin' since you been playin' wit Barbie and Ken 'n'
You change a player's game in the ninth innin'
The chrome rim keeps 'em grinnin'
So I run way the fuck up in 'em and wrinkle the like linen

I play hard-eh they 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 y'all
you niggas play sick we can all get ill
(What the deal?)

Ain't no like 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 leave you
(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 these ho's be 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' bitch, wifee, nigga
So when you flip that coke, remember the days you was dead

But now you're style and I you
Basically, made you a don
Flippin' weight, and shit, you know the pussy is all that
That's why I get five carats and all that

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

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

I got you in Armani sweaters before this rap shit
you was in levers and bullshit berettas
And eek classes with mo in the glasses, in Cali
Wit all the suede Bally's

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

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

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

Ain't no like 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
(Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha)
Tell the freaks to find a man o' own
Man o' they own, man o' own

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