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dru hill – big bad mama (radio edit) lyrics

(foxy and sisqo ad-libs)
sisqo: hey baby, hey yeah yeah, dru hill, foxy brown
ill nana nana look at her
foxy (verse one)
playa haters every minute wanna stop my dough.
and every other minute wanna rock my flow.
and every third minute, y’all wanna swerve in it.
quick like a virgin in it. ow! so far, kickin’ this here with
no bra, sheer shirt. shakin’ my nana to see it hurts.
got ’em strung. let ’em know i’m at the icey. for the best
effect you got to use some tongue.
find my g-spot, got me hot, i’m ill. fox, chop it, baby.
got milk? shake that -ss like you just don’t care. cause
y’all just rookies in the game. what
work… like you one of them live… blind… handle the pie…
chick and uh, off white, pearl six, on the cellular. gettin’
em open like girl 6. it’s on.
dru hill
look at her
she’s the bad mama jamma.
just as foxy as can be.
she’s the bad mama jamma.
just as foxy as can be.
foxy (verse two)
playa haters every minutes wanna see your clothes.
and every other minute wanna know what ‘cha drawers
any every third minute, wanna know whether the fur is rented.
that’s why i ain’t got the time for you n-gg-s.
it’s the brown fox, the brown blocks, sound knocks. see me dressed,
dvs, round rocks. see me chest. play the low pro’,
got these rap chicks in a choke-hole.
basically, you’re wastin’ your time hatin’ me.
i’m like 1.5 ’bout to make it 3. my name will forever ring.
got ’em screaming: “d-mn, fox, on everything.”
h-ll yeah, for the paper rip a hot track.
only for the right dough shorty got that.
still in here, i be down when you gone broke.
ill nana master tracks like tone & poke.
dru hill
she’s the bad mama jamma. (ooooooohhhh baby)
just as foxy as can be. (she likes to get down, get down, get down)
she’s the bad mama jamma. (she’s the reason why my name is woody)
just as foxy as can be.
ya-hoo!
nana nana, ill nana nana nana naaa! ya-hoo!
nana nana, ill nana nana nana naaa! ya-hoo!
foxy (verse three)
playa haters every minute wanna… my raps.
and every other minute talk behind your back.
and every third minute wanna rock ya in a suburban.
but i ain’t got the time for that.
i fakes no jax, i got chips to gain, i’m like bo-jack, baby.
i’m hip to the game.
my knuckel-wild, rock prada over chanel.
h-cl-ss… with that h-bendel.
rhyme me for fuc-wild.
via speaker. like aaliyah. one in a million.
there’s mc’s on this rap… comin’ to ill it.
like i did. lay the ground work with fox hits.
‘member when i told y’all first week out?
shook the half a ‘mil, n-gg-s freaked out?
love yourself and no one above thee,
’cause ain’t n-body gon’…me like me, it’s on.
dru hill
she’s the bad mama jamma. (and you know)
just as foxy as can be. (she’s as foxy as can be)
she’s the bad mama jamma.
just as foxy as can be (hey sisqo please)
she’s the bad mama jamma.(she’s so fly)
just as foxy as can be.
she’s the bad mama jamma. (got it goin’ on)
just as foxy as can be. (dru hill help me sing it)
nana nana, ill nana nana nana nana! ya-hoo! (sing it again)
nana nana, ill nana nana nana nana! ya_hoo!
said she’s got me going crazy!

- dru hill lyrics

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