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Bwa
Uh (c'mon yeah). Let me show ya how it go down (c'mon). When you get three of the illest bitches together. On one track (c'mon). And we all got attitudes (ughh).
Broken Silence - Intro
[News Reporters Speaking]. "Rapper Foxy Brown was arrested today in Raleigh, North Carolina on. Misdemeaner charges for an alleged altercation with a hotel employee..
Burning Down The House
[andre rison]. Hey rison, runnin' with fox. You shoulda seen they faces. Straight packin' the kc from green bay. Back to j' with the mami from bk. Hot tubs and yacht clubs is how we play.
Broken Silence
The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear?. The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?. When the wicked came against me to eat up my flesh.
Bonnie Clyde Part Ii
Bust your guns, uh, uh, yeah. Bonnie and Clyde shit. You hear me? Smell me?. (That's right, you know?). I'mma take this one straight to the top. And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape.
Bout My Paper
[Mystikal]. If it ain't about my paper (paper). The bitch don't call me. (Bitch don't call me). Cause I'm about my motherfucking business (my business).
Bomb A**
Nigga the, ready to carry nigga?. Tighter ass. Yea, hunh you like tighter. Oh yea. Oh ya bustin' that hole. Hole, hole, hole. Bustin' that your motherfuckin' man hold 'em.
Bomb Ass
Nigga the, ready to carry nigga?. Tighter ass. Yeah, hunh you like tighter. Oh yea. Oh ya bustin' that hole. Hole, hole, hole. Bustin' that your motherfuckin' man hold 'em.
Bonnie And Clyde, Pt2
Bust your guns, uh, uh, yeah. Bonnie and Clyde shit. You hear me? Smell me?. (That's right, you know?). I'mma take this one straight to the top. And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape.
Black Girl Lost
I knew a girl name tanesha from the bronx. Grew up in castle hill with two nieces and her aunt. Her moms and her sister, everyday and night moms. Tucked her in and kissed her hugging her tight singing this song.
Blow My Whistle - Duet W/utada Hikaru
(Utada Hikaru). . Mmm, Oooh, Oh. . (Foxy Brown). . Yeah, Uh, Yeah. Y'all know y'all see us in the Benz or that Rover. Fresh pair of And 1's, Luis? Pull over.
Birth Of Foxy Brown
[[Intro]]Uh, y'know, uh, Boogie Brown, uh. How you expect me to love you, nigga. Can't even trust you, uh. . So he played you, right?. Shot a little game then he blazed you, right?.
Baller B****
[Pretty Boy]. Yo Fox and $hort, yo. Don't let that pretty shit fool you, yo. I ain't pay that bitch phone bill. . [Foxy]. This is for all my ballin' ass bitches.
Baller Bitch
[Pretty Boy]. Yo Fox and $hort, yo. Don't let that pretty shit fool you, yo. I ain't pay that bitch phone bill. . [Foxy]. This is for all my ballin' ass bitches.
Big Bad Mamma
[Fox] Ahh, Trackmasters. My boo. [Dru] Dru Hill, Foxy. [Fox] Right. [Dru] Ill na na na, Na Na. [Fox] Na Na, uhh, that's the shit. . [Foxy Brown]. Playa haters every minute want to stop my dough (uh-huh).
B.k. Anthem
[Chorus]. Lemme tell you where I grew up at. Sip mo', threw up at, flip coke, blew up that. Where them fake thugs got they vest-es chewed up at. Brooklyn beef! Who want that?.
Baby Mother
Phone rings.. . Hello?. . Phone goes dead.. Phone rings again.. . Hello?. Bitch. Ey yo, who is this?. Yo, this is fuckin' Baby Mother, put yo man on the phone.
Boulevard Star (featmichelle)
[Ives]. I wanna be remembered as a boulevard star. Life of ink in flesh and mind scars. Everyday I walk shadowed by cell bars. Hustle is hand to mouth and chance cards.
Beijing
Now here's a little city that's about 3 miles. Outside of everybody's outskirts and principal. This here's a place where all our minds get spent. Self-destruction meet a quota take a trip get bent.
Brooklyn/jersey Get Wild
Chorus: Treach. Till death do us, can't move us. We can rat-tat-a-tat-tat-a or build, it don't matter. Holler if you hear this, realness. Thugs gon' feel this, Brooklyn banger Jersey jackin.
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