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Fallin' Lyrics - Broken Silence - Foxy Brown

Through this hard times, the negativity, the jealousy 

 

Yo Carolina Blue six - hottest bitch on the block 

Used to Willie Ducatti, Saco, Prada kick 

High school, got signed wrote them platti hits 

Tito was the same shit, got a platti wrist 

They say I'm stoosh cause I cover my bush 

In that Dolce Gabbana, I'm a hot little mama 

The number one stunna 

Slim, skin copper 

Like bare bra, I'd eat that gravy proper 

Got a money fetish 

want to see me where your bed is? 

Playboy y'all got to give me five letters 

Like Prada, Jacob, Fendi boots 

C. Dior, Chloe, suits 

Range Rover, Gucci shoes 

First class, flatt class, Paris 

 

Don't hate me cause I'm ballin' 

Lord take me if I'm fallin' 

I think I hear them callin' me 

Why they keep on callin' me? 

Don't hate me cause I'm ballin' 

Lord take me if I'm fallin' 

I think I hear them callin' me 

Why the keep on callin' me? 

 

If I was to die, it be too many cowards alive 

Fox Brown, Bonnie minus the Clyde 

And today I'mma make this one promise to God 

Even if I go wood, I'mma keep it so hood 

And I got chills when I signed my deal 

And I shed tears when Biggie and Pac got killed 

It's only one other broad that really got skills 

She's alright, but she's not real 

Brown, I'm hot with no rehearsal time 

And I stays on tour like the circle line 

Ain't a bitch that could emulate my classic delivery 

I rep' New York like the Statue of Liberty 

Mentally I'm in my own zone holding my spot 

Fox, basically I'm the female Pac 

And it's like my life is a thesis 

Sometimes I feel like I'm talking Swedish 

Y'all niggas don't get it 

And, yeah I'm ballin', the streets keep callin' 

Lord take my soul I feel like I'm falling 

 

Don't hate me cause I'm ballin' 

Lord take me if I'm fallin' 

I think I hear them callin' me 

Why the keep on callin' me? 

Don't hate me cause I'm ballin' 

Lord take me if I'm fallin' 

I think I hear them callin' me 

Why the keep on callin' me? 

 

Before me there was many but none so hot 

They had no other choice but to run they spot 

Rock since 15 I was bound to ball 

Think it's time to run my resume down to y'all 

See, Touch Me...platinum 

Ain't no gold 

Total 500,000 sold 

Ill Nana 2.8 

The Firm another mil 

Then Chyna Doll came, it's pretty much the same 

And anything we rap about you see us do 

Now we stay in demand like PS2 

Lot of planes, lot of cars, a lot of chauffeurs 

Lot of Gucci, lot of Louis, lot of Prada loafers 

Couple dollars and with that I bought my Range 

Pretty and Red got a lot of ass off my name, man 

Yeah I'm balling the streets keep calling 

Lord take my soul...I feel like I'm falling 

(Don't hate us) 

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