Tables Will Turn Lyrics - Babycham

(What? What? ) 

(What's bumpin', Baby Cham, Fox Brown) Uh! 

Fox Brown, Baby Cham 

Ugh, Kingston, Brooklyn 

What Dave Kelly, can't stop this, we did it again 

What? What? Uh! 

Hey, yeah 

How many times I gotta let y'all bitches know I'm 

Why, so many bitches wanna take my flow I'm 

Too hot, too dope, flow like that pink Cris and Momosa 

Who the fuck dope-ah? Niggas wanna run up in my spots and 

Every nigga wanna pull off on my frock and 

Me and Cham do that yard-hip hop and 

Y'all can't fuck with us, we keep niggas boppin' 

Tell them ah ooman we a defend 

Love to si di Charlies inna Benz or a BM 

Holla if ya livin', right? Get the Benjamins, aight? 

Let them know a money we a defen' 

I let dem' know already and I'm tellin' dem' again 

We're on another level, Fox Brown ah set the trend 

Head's boppin' and, collars poppin' and Prada rockin' to the end 

Breaker, Breaker call the undertaker 

Niggas will be dyin', I am no faker 

Send them niggas cryin' back to their maker 

Motherfuckers tryin' to be a shaker 

Ya didn't know they shouldn't mess wit' people from Jamaica 

Baby Cham and Foxy Brown, ah we take the cake 

Drop a bomb on them now it's like a earthquake 

See them fasis movin' like a snake 

Ah, whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Ah, whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Throw ya hands up whyle the fuck out 

Raw little peachy bust the screechy 

Zip it up, uh, zip it up, uh, zip it up, uh, zip it up 

Grab a couple stouts and, show 'em whatch'all 'bout 

Y'all can't deny us, we dare y'all to try us 

The best to ever do it so throw ya hands to it 

And hit the dance floor what the fuck y'all came for? 

Hot shit, Ill Na Na, Mad House, lock this shit down 

Nigga what, we don't give a fuck big pussy like Sopranos 

Young Fox ride big cock my nigga, an pupalik pon that 

Ah whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Ah whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Whatta day when the tables will turn 

Tell them ah ooman we a defend 

Love to si di Charlies inna Benz or a BM 

Holla if ya livin', right? Get the Benjamins, aight? 

Let them know a money we a defen' 

I let dem' know already and I'm tellin' dem' again 

We're on another level, Fox Brown ah set the trend 

Head's boppin' and, collars poppin' and Prada rockin' to the end 

Breaker, Breaker call the undertaker 

Niggas will be dyin', I am no faker 

Send them niggas cryin' back to their maker 

Motherfuckers tryin' to be a shaker 

Ya didn't know they shouldn't mess wit' people from Jamaica 

Baby Cham and Foxy Brown, ah we take the cake 

Drop a bomb on them, now it's like a earthquake 

See them fasis movin' like a snake