Baller Bitch
Foxy Brown"Baller Bitch" is a song by Foxy Brown, released in 1999 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:07 long and contains 62 lines and 467 words.
Lyrics
0:00Album by: Chyna Doll
0:01Artist by: Foxy Brown
0:02Yo fox and $hort, yo
0:02Don't let that pretty sh*t fool you, yo
0:04I ain't pay that b***h phone bill
0:11This is for all my ballin a**b**ches
0:14All over, worldwide
0:17Shake them thighs for them hots
0:22For all my niggas on every street corner
0:26Thats right, love yall niggas
0:29This is for the baller b**ch, you all a b**ch
0:31My niggas never call her b**ch, we all be rich
0:34So $hort, what you mean?
0:35I bet i be a poor girls dream
0:37More money than she ever seen
0:39This is for the baller cats, all the cats
0:42That want a b***h to lay on her back
0:44The hell with that
0:45So fox what you mean?
0:46Bet i be a poor niggas dream
0:48More money than he ever seen
0:50Yo, yo, kiss the projects goodbye
0:52Imma change you b**ch
0:53Imma have niggas thinkin you a famous b**ch
0:56Heres the keys to the benz, but don't start the car
0:58If you good imma let you park the car
1:01From a straight broke-a**to a baller-b**ch
1:04They got no other choice but to call you rich
1:06I got hella fly ladies, never cry ladies
1:09Those cheat-on-they-man type tell a lie ladies
1:12Diamond rings, platinum chains
1:14Tell em baller b***h when they ask your name
1:17I say strut that strut, walk that walk
1:20Pop that sh*t, talk that talk
1:23Hold your head high, be proud of this life
1:25Pray to God that you never fall out of this life
1:28Cause its much more better than all world scenes
1:31B**ch, open up your eyes, its a poor girls dream
1:45Kiss that jail sh*t goodbye, imma lace you, ni**a
1:57Imma have b**ches thinkin you a famous ni**a
2:00Blaze the keys to the crib, have you lovin this life
2:02And b**ches, ain't nothing f**kin with a thug in your life
2:05And them frontin a**niggas who be caught in the hype
2:08Like they ot and ain't sold a d**g in they life
2:10I got husslin a**niggas, thuggin a**niggas
2:13Always on some sh*t, never trust them a**niggas
2:16Bust your guns niggas cop your ones
2:18And tell them big baller when you flash it once
2:21Ni**a lock the bar down
2:22Show these cats how its done
2:23Then slide through the hood and go f**k with your duns
2:44Call me what you want, I been heard the worst
2:50And if its cris in this b**ch
2:51Bet I'm poppin it first
2:53And if the 700s come, Ill be coppin it first
2:55So whenever you see some hot sh*t I'm rockin it first
2:58Sh*t, droppin a verse
2:59The pot in em choppin it first
3:01Basically when I ride-by, I'm hurtin them worse
3:03So now boo, what you gonna do?
3:05You see how quick I got you
3:07Thats how quick I will drop you
Album by: Chyna Doll Artist by: Foxy Brown Yo fox and $hort, yo Don't let that pretty sh*t fool you, yo I ain't pay that b***h phone bill This is for all my ballin a**b**ches All over, worldwide Shake them thighs for them hots For all my niggas on every street corner Thats right, love yall niggas This is for the baller b**ch, you all a b**ch My niggas never call her b**ch, we all be rich So $hort, what you mean? I bet i be a poor girls dream More money than she ever seen This is for the baller cats, all the cats That want a b***h to lay on her back The hell with that So fox what you mean? Bet i be a poor niggas dream More money than he ever seen Yo, yo, kiss the projects goodbye Imma change you b**ch Imma have niggas thinkin you a famous b**ch Heres the keys to the benz, but don't start the car If you good imma let you park the car From a straight broke-a**to a baller-b**ch They got no other choice but to call you rich I got hella fly ladies, never cry ladies Those cheat-on-they-man type tell a lie ladies Diamond rings, platinum chains Tell em baller b***h when they ask your name I say strut that strut, walk that walk Pop that sh*t, talk that talk Hold your head high, be proud of this life Pray to God that you never fall out of this life Cause its much more better than all world scenes B**ch, open up your eyes, its a poor girls dream Kiss that jail sh*t goodbye, imma lace you, ni**a Imma have b**ches thinkin you a famous ni**a Blaze the keys to the crib, have you lovin this life And b**ches, ain't nothing f**kin with a thug in your life And them frontin a**niggas who be caught in the hype Like they ot and ain't sold a d**g in they life I got husslin a**niggas, thuggin a**niggas Always on some sh*t, never trust them a**niggas Bust your guns niggas cop your ones And tell them big baller when you flash it once Ni**a lock the bar down Show these cats how its done Then slide through the hood and go f**k with your duns Call me what you want, I been heard the worst And if its cris in this b**ch Bet I'm poppin it first And if the 700s come, Ill be coppin it first So whenever you see some hot sh*t I'm rockin it first Sh*t, droppin a verse The pot in em choppin it first Basically when I ride-by, I'm hurtin them worse So now boo, what you gonna do? You see how quick I got you Thats how quick I will drop you
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