The Original (don Of All Dons) Lyrics - Foxy Brown

Me da orignial ras cluda 

Jean Paul Claude! 

(Aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy) 

Jusy give me some room! 

(Stinkin gwal!) 

Make ya momma sing! 

My guns, my funds keep both in eyes range 

Put holes in foes who believe that I change 

Hot slugs in thugs who pose and act tough 

So quick to get kidnapped and smacked up 

My ways amazed 

All those opposing 

I'm grown, I own extensive clothing 

Go shopping, go cope five pairs of Hoagings 

The five elite bet Fox is chosing 

Can't beat her clone her 

Know some bitches who boasting like Winola 

Ya'll know Fox is a rider 

But if needed put six shots inside her 

Leave her dead in the basement 

Get a replacement 

Got reason to fear Fox 

Scare rap bitches half to death 

To knees shake and tears drop 

Jump in car when I hear cops 

One girl, me against the world 

How can you not compare Pac? 

Me da orignial ras cluda 

Jean Paul Claude! 

(Aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy) 

Jusy give me some room! 

(Bloodclots) 

Make ya momma sing! 

F-O, X-Y 

You know the kids raw 

The streets it self is what I live for 

My "Reign" remain, some hoes I'm fading 

The flow you know is most amazing 

My slanted eyes, I'll never trade in 

Trini in me and mixed wit Asain 

See I know how fe-el to start broke 

I'm hood, I could still roll thru Park Slope 

It's the music that you hear on blocks 

My raps got through ya blood like a herion shot 

Jeah! 

I got these rap dudes switching sides 

I'm the gutterest, goodiest bitch alive and 

Fox 5, believe my team works 

I'ma silent partner 

Call me Kareem Burks 

I'ma spit long as you find me along 

The Firm bitch! 

First chick to true Bonnie & Clyde, pussy 

Me da orignial ras cluda 

Jean Paul Claude! 

(Aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy) 

Jusy give me some room! 

(Bloodclots) 

Make ya momma sing! 

(Hey, hey! Girnd dem pussy!) 

Check it, check it 

If dem not ready 

Foxy move bot'cha bloodclots 

My accent flows, ya'll know my shit rocks 

Orignial true bad gal of hip-hop 

DEM NOT READY! 

G'wan no my shit knocks 

Ya'll have reason to fear Fox 

Scare rap bitches half the death 

Till knees shake and tears drop 

Jump in the car when I hear cops 

One girl, me against the world 

How can you hate the Brown Fox? 

Me da orignial ras cluda 

Jean Paul Claude! 

(Aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy) 

Jusy give me some room! 

(Bloodclots) 

Make ya momma sing!