Ill Na Na (Explicit)
Foxy Brown"Ill Na Na (Explicit)" is a song by Foxy Brown, released in 2007 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:59 long and contains 75 lines and 592 words.
0:03One time
0:04Huhh all up in ya like a bone when I
0:10Johnny Blaze the Iron Lung
0:11Foxy Brown the Ill Na Na yeah c'mon yeah c'mon
0:15Destination c'mon c'mon plat'
0:18Yo Na Na so Ill first week out
0:21Shipped a half a mil ******freaked out
0:22She's all about ***pard-on check your facts
0:26And the track record I'm all about plaques
0:28Shakin my a*s half naked lovin this life
0:30Waitin for Kim album to drop knowin it's tight
0:33Standin center stage closin the show holdin a gat
0:36Since you opened up I know you're hopin it's wack
0:38******screamin my name on record straight whylin
0:40Maybe I'll answer back when you reach a hundred thousand
0:43This is ladies night and the Mercedes's tight
0:45When I'm coming home Maybe tonight
0:47Leave my food by the microwave kiss the baby goodnight
0:50It's my time to shine it's playtime tonight
0:52I'ma try to stand my ground know when I fall
0:55I left your a*s Home Alone hopin I call
0:57Who's got the illest *****on the planet
0:59Sugar walls comin down ******can't stand it the Ill Na Na
1:02True Absolut Vodka straight shots
1:04For the has-beens and have-nots dolla dolla
1:07Real and it don't stop we movin up
1:09First the mansion then the yacht sound proper
1:11Straight cash get got bloodhounds
1:13Tryin to hunt down the Brown Fox the Ill Na Na
1:16No more ***in me all night thinkin it's alright
1:19While I'm lookin over your shoulder watchin the hall light
1:21You hate when it's a ball right Ladies this ain't handball
1:23*****hit these walls right before I call Mike
1:26In the morning when it's all bright eggs over easy
1:28Hope you have my ****tight when I open my eyes
1:30While I'm eatin gettin dressed up this ain't yo' pad
1:33I left some money on the dresser find you a cab
1:36No more sharin I pain sharin I made
1:37It's time to outslick ******ladies sharin our game
1:40Put it in high gear flip the eye wear
1:43Nas Ruled the World but now it's my year
1:45And from here on I solemnly swear
1:47To hold my own like Pee Wee in a movie theater uh-huh
1:50Yeah I don't need a man's wealth yeah
1:52But I can do bad bad by my d**n self self
1:54And uhh
1:55Who's got the illest *****on the planet
1:56Sugar walls comin down ******can't stand it the Ill Na Na
2:00True Absolut Vodka straight shots
2:02For the has-beens and have-nots dolla dolla
2:05Real and it don't stop we movin up
2:07First the mansion then the yacht sound proper
2:09Straight cash got get bloodhounds
2:11Tryin to hunt down the Brown Fox the Ill Na Na
2:14Uhh vodka
2:17Not not
2:19Dolla dolla stop stop
2:21C'mon c'mon yah it's the Ill Na Na
2:23No more Waitin To Exhale we takin deep breaths
2:26Ladies take this over I be Fox so peep this
2:28Love thyself with no one above thee
2:31Cause ain't nobody gon' love me like me
2:33If he don't Do The Right Thing like Spike Lee
2:36Bye bye wifey make him lose his Nike's uh uh yeah
2:38Hit the road
2:39Mami told me in order to find a Prince
2:41You gotta kiss some toads
2:42Who's got the illest *****on the planet
2:44Sugar walls comin down ******can't stand it the Ill Na Na
2:48True Absolut Vodka straight shots
2:50For the has-beens and have-nots dolla dolla
2:53Real and it don't stop we movin up
2:55First the mansion then the yacht sound proper
2:57Straight cash get got bloodhounds
2:59Tryin to hunt down the Brown Fox the Ill Na Na
One time Huhh all up in ya like a bone when I Johnny Blaze the Iron Lung Foxy Brown the Ill Na Na yeah c'mon yeah c'mon Destination c'mon c'mon plat' Yo Na Na so Ill first week out Shipped a half a mil ******freaked out She's all about ***pard-on check your facts And the track record I'm all about plaques Shakin my a*s half naked lovin this life Waitin for Kim album to drop knowin it's tight Standin center stage closin the show holdin a gat Since you opened up I know you're hopin it's wack ******screamin my name on record straight whylin Maybe I'll answer back when you reach a hundred thousand This is ladies night and the Mercedes's tight When I'm coming home Maybe tonight Leave my food by the microwave kiss the baby goodnight It's my time to shine it's playtime tonight I'ma try to stand my ground know when I fall I left your a*s Home Alone hopin I call Who's got the illest *****on the planet Sugar walls comin down ******can't stand it the Ill Na Na True Absolut Vodka straight shots For the has-beens and have-nots dolla dolla Real and it don't stop we movin up First the mansion then the yacht sound proper Straight cash get got bloodhounds Tryin to hunt down the Brown Fox the Ill Na Na No more ***in me all night thinkin it's alright While I'm lookin over your shoulder watchin the hall light You hate when it's a ball right Ladies this ain't handball *****hit these walls right before I call Mike In the morning when it's all bright eggs over easy Hope you have my ****tight when I open my eyes While I'm eatin gettin dressed up this ain't yo' pad I left some money on the dresser find you a cab No more sharin I pain sharin I made It's time to outslick ******ladies sharin our game Put it in high gear flip the eye wear Nas Ruled the World but now it's my year And from here on I solemnly swear To hold my own like Pee Wee in a movie theater uh-huh Yeah I don't need a man's wealth yeah But I can do bad bad by my d**n self self And uhh Who's got the illest *****on the planet Sugar walls comin down ******can't stand it the Ill Na Na True Absolut Vodka straight shots For the has-beens and have-nots dolla dolla Real and it don't stop we movin up First the mansion then the yacht sound proper Straight cash got get bloodhounds Tryin to hunt down the Brown Fox the Ill Na Na Uhh vodka Not not Dolla dolla stop stop C'mon c'mon yah it's the Ill Na Na No more Waitin To Exhale we takin deep breaths Ladies take this over I be Fox so peep this Love thyself with no one above thee Cause ain't nobody gon' love me like me If he don't Do The Right Thing like Spike Lee Bye bye wifey make him lose his Nike's uh uh yeah Hit the road Mami told me in order to find a Prince You gotta kiss some toads Who's got the illest *****on the planet Sugar walls comin down ******can't stand it the Ill Na Na True Absolut Vodka straight shots For the has-beens and have-nots dolla dolla Real and it don't stop we movin up First the mansion then the yacht sound proper Straight cash get got bloodhounds Tryin to hunt down the Brown Fox the Ill Na Na
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