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foxy brown - we're on fire lyrics

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number one baby
black hand, movado, gangsta
ayo, i gotta do this with my stylin? voice
ayo

see it’s the louboutin leather pump don diva
get my kevin chiles on call me don diva
i? m in the zac posen, strapless with the back open
back loc? ing tossing petals off of black roses

this is more gutta, this is more crack
and i ain? t change, i been the same b-tch before rap
the only thing that changed is my -ss got more fat
but my t-tties been crazy baby

you ain? t gotta ask who back, you soft b-tch move back
had bk on my back, even shawn couldn? t do that
i cruise all slow in the s-cl-ss down cl-ssen
pullin’ up in traffic on nostrand and patchin’

i took six years off, i let ’em have rap
and y? all b-tches played with it, i came to sn-tch it back then
put it back on the project bench
and made every gangsta n-gg- want a dark-skinned b-tch

we? re on fire, we ain? t stoppin?
‘cuz i really, really wanna know what? s happenin?
we? re on fire, we ain? t stoppin?
since a chick want a n-gg- and a clubbin?

we? re on fire, we ain? t stoppin?
‘cuz i really, really wanna know what? s happenin?
makin? paper, money stashin?
since i really, really wanna know what? s happenin?

so wanna bloodclaut this man, bad gal ’bout here
drips out the p-ssy them na friend gal ’bout here
b-tch now the body sting round here
big star body, kill off every dirty gal roll near

b-tch bust a shot and fiya
two shots fiya, fiya, put the p-ssy pon fiya
yes iya, dress fliya, hoppin? out the bentley coupe
on flatbush and empire

y? all rap b-tches, i will ruin? em
my reps for the boostin? b-tches with them bags full of aluminum
one love to tu and them, clyde, shyne and shoe and them
chaz, prince and graff the whole f-ckin? crew and them

can? t forget scruce and them, shabar and dew and them
kev, wedge, draft and big i ate food with them
y? all know fox run the block b-tches
it? s the fox b-tches, for the bloodclaut b-tches, murdah

we? re on fire, we ain? t stoppin?
‘cuz i really, really wanna know what? s happenin?
we? re on fire, we ain? t stoppin?
since a chick want a n-gg- and a clubbin?

we? re on fire, we ain? t stoppin?
‘cuz i really, really wanna know what? s happenin?
makin? paper, money stashin?
since i really, really wanna know what? s happenin?

we? re makin? cheese, slowly with ease
with small f-ck these easily from the g? z
the goons from the land of kings
her br–sts me squeeze all night, she make me pleased

you want promote the gangsta life and hustle
now my girls approach you and know boy can? t bust with
and now it? s all fine and they all come sit
we? re not goin? nowhere, don? t f-ck with this

yes, fox i? m back baby and i? m still with the hand still
still in the hood, n-gg- still on the block still
still in the benz baby, still in the drop still
i? m still in the chinchillas, still move wit them killas, woah

besides that i got my hearing back
the same att-tude like what the f-ck you staring at
homie, my case is beat, i? m still spitting heat
who ya know rep it harder than me, brooklyn

we? re on fire, we ain? t stoppin?
‘cuz i really, really wanna know what? s happenin?
we? re on fire, we ain? t stoppin?
since a chick want a n-gg- and a clubbin?

we? re on fire, we ain? t stoppin?
‘cuz i really, really wanna know what? s happenin?
makin? paper, money stashin?
since i really, really wanna know what? s happenin?

- foxy brown lyrics

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