If I... (Explicit)
Foxy Brown"If I... (Explicit)" is a song by Foxy Brown, released in 1996 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:04 long and contains 58 lines and 526 words.
Lyrics
0:01Uhh cmon yeah *laughter*
0:05Brooklyn brook-lyn take it back take it back
0:09If i fox boogie ragtop six drop
0:13Get caught think not light brown
0:17Cause were not to be stopped
0:19If i
0:21I came up fast in this crap game they call a rap game
0:24What the damn she's killin it again from that dame
0:27Now every snake fake-faced o jig
0:29I'm like just don't sell me the bridge I buy lakes
0:32Friends even bend rules chicks I lent jewels
0:34Says she's actin funny now oh she's got money now
0:37Tryin to do my thing yall need you on my team
0:40But you ain't gon stop my dream or block my cream
0:42I liked things better when you called me ings
0:44A year before rap city way before screen scene
0:47Fore they knew who foxy was you probably was
0:49The first to keep it real wit all my secrets concealed
0:53Things got ill the minute I got a deal
0:55And my time got shorter and you was havin a daughter
0:58Had to stop hopscotch get off iran
1:00Damn I wish we were still playin jump
1:02If I could take this back I would
1:05If I could rewind the time to when it was all good
1:08I would take it back to when we said good-bye
1:11If i
1:23My so-called man thinkin he slick cause I stay on tour
1:26Thought hed never get caught tryin to play on whores
1:28I cried as my keys was scrapin the car doors
1:31From the trunk to the hood by the wheel and the floor
1:34Exposed my vulnerable side had me open wide
1:36Said you forever keep it real but you lied
1:39Was the first to feel inside the ill na na
1:41Had me thirst when you whispered to me how it feel mama
1:44Yeah but don't hurt it I like the way you work it
1:47No diggity don't stop get busy
1:49Blew up your pager checked your clothes
1:52Duked your house keys stole your beeper code
1:54What happened to the mos and the occasional roses
1:57Massages and the bubble baths rubbin my toes as
2:00I realize you was just misleadin me
2:02I shoulda known you left your last chick to be with me
2:25Mommy dearest tried to prepare us for a lot ahead
2:28You never heard preferred to smoke your lye instead
2:30On the one to one combo told me you'd die for bread
2:33Thats why I spend these nights cryin in the bed
2:35You had the deep dish six your rep was widespread
2:38I tried to intervene you said it was over my head
2:41Said Id never understand the plight of a black man
2:43Right but I'm tryin to keep you in my life
2:46V i a satellite talkin them burn outs
2:48Soon you had me whylin and you turned me out
2:51Taught me bout how to win the code of the streets
2:53Luxuries and wealth untold it was sweet
2:55And one night you asleep after work was chopped up
2:59Felt somethin strange in my veins I popped up
3:01One foot in the house shoot flew to the horn
3:04Got the cell operator I knew you was gone
Uhh cmon yeah *laughter* Brooklyn brook-lyn take it back take it back If i fox boogie ragtop six drop Get caught think not light brown Cause were not to be stopped If i I came up fast in this crap game they call a rap game What the damn she's killin it again from that dame Now every snake fake-faced o jig I'm like just don't sell me the bridge I buy lakes Friends even bend rules chicks I lent jewels Says she's actin funny now oh she's got money now Tryin to do my thing yall need you on my team But you ain't gon stop my dream or block my cream I liked things better when you called me ings A year before rap city way before screen scene Fore they knew who foxy was you probably was The first to keep it real wit all my secrets concealed Things got ill the minute I got a deal And my time got shorter and you was havin a daughter Had to stop hopscotch get off iran Damn I wish we were still playin jump If I could take this back I would If I could rewind the time to when it was all good I would take it back to when we said good-bye If i My so-called man thinkin he slick cause I stay on tour Thought hed never get caught tryin to play on whores I cried as my keys was scrapin the car doors From the trunk to the hood by the wheel and the floor Exposed my vulnerable side had me open wide Said you forever keep it real but you lied Was the first to feel inside the ill na na Had me thirst when you whispered to me how it feel mama Yeah but don't hurt it I like the way you work it No diggity don't stop get busy Blew up your pager checked your clothes Duked your house keys stole your beeper code What happened to the mos and the occasional roses Massages and the bubble baths rubbin my toes as I realize you was just misleadin me I shoulda known you left your last chick to be with me Mommy dearest tried to prepare us for a lot ahead You never heard preferred to smoke your lye instead On the one to one combo told me you'd die for bread Thats why I spend these nights cryin in the bed You had the deep dish six your rep was widespread I tried to intervene you said it was over my head Said Id never understand the plight of a black man Right but I'm tryin to keep you in my life V i a satellite talkin them burn outs Soon you had me whylin and you turned me out Taught me bout how to win the code of the streets Luxuries and wealth untold it was sweet And one night you asleep after work was chopped up Felt somethin strange in my veins I popped up One foot in the house shoot flew to the horn Got the cell operator I knew you was gone
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