Bonnie & Clyde(Part 2) (Album Version|Edited)
Foxy Brown"Bonnie & Clyde(Part 2) (Album Version|Edited)" é uma música de Foxy Brown, 1999, Pop. A música tem 4:11 de duração, 104 lines / 661 words.
Letra
0:00Bust your guns uh uh yeah
0:05Bonnie and Clyde s**t
0:06You hear me Smell me
0:09That's right you know
0:11I'mma take this one straight to the top
0:14And he dare get in the way we smash scrape scrape
0:18It's real like that you know what I mean
0:21Follow yo yo yo
0:22Bonnie and Clyde forever y'all
0:24Gun check
0:24Check
0:25Let's go over the plan
0:26I'mma pull up to the joint slow then hop out the van
0:28Nah don't hop out slide out lookin' like a knockout
0:32Show a little thigh make this n***a's eyes pop out
0:34Seize him with the cleavage
0:35I want you to make this n***a believe he 'bout eat it
0:37I can let him see or feel
0:39Exactly
0:39Two gun totin' I seen dimes stole
0:42Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin'
0:44Yeah we done promotin'
0:46All the money in the spot
0:48Act funny get shot
0:49N***a hands high
0:50And I hope none of y'all n***as got plans to die
0:53We can't stand goodbyes
0:54In history me and this b***h will be like
0:57Five years together right
0:59D**n seem like forever
1:00We trade shots
1:01We spray blocks
1:02And we never fail
1:03Yeah but we stay hot
1:04Now would you die for your n***a
1:06Yeah I'd die for my n***a
1:07Would you ride for your n***a
1:08I gets lie for my n***a
1:10Would you live for your n***a
1:11Do up big for you n***a
1:12Would you bid for your n***a
1:14S**t you my n***a
1:15Would you ride for me
1:16Rapper robbery
1:17Would you die for me
1:18I hang high from a tree
1:20They ain't ready for us n***a
1:21Obviously
1:22Sound like Bonnie and Clyde to me
1:25I protect you like a vest do
1:27I'm the lady with a 380 special right next to you
1:30Glock poppin' out the stock
1:32And it's two guns two hun' get down
1:34I tear this whole s**t down
1:35They ain't know the vault pull bank jobs
1:38I banged ya squaw when I aims this rod
1:41Y'all n***as can't do a thing to this broad
1:43My bullets hurt the same as y'alls
1:46I've been taught by the best extorted the rest
1:48Wearin' a n***as s**t crossin' my chest
1:51Life on the line say prayers under my breath
1:53But knew I'd be 'aight 'cause right there to my left
1:56Right
1:56Over baby told you baby
1:59Big gun right over your left shoulder baby
2:01Same n***a that taught you how to hold that 80
2:03From day one 'til we old and crazy
2:05Let's kill the world
2:06Now would you die for your n***a
2:07Yeah I'd die for my n***a
2:09Would you ride for your n***a
2:10I gets lie for my n***a
2:11Would you live for your n***a
2:13Do up big for you n***a
2:21Would you bid for your n***a
2:24S**t you my n***a
2:27Ran up at Chemical
2:28The bank robbers in our routine is like St Bernards swimmin'
2:32Everybody hit the floor guys and women
2:34Kids rush for the door
2:36Keep your cry to a limit
2:37Time check ma we got about 5 minutes
2:40Before the authorities rush and the FBI's in it
2:42That teller's up to something look his eyes are squinted
2:45Don't let that button be the reason why you're finished
2:47Yeah the sky's the limit 'til we reach B I G
2:49Meet Jesus confess to him all the s**t we did
2:52Gotta reverse the six let's murd' head jerk
2:55Almost got whiplash
2:57We got a s**tload of cash
2:58Throws it in the stash
2:59Long as we keep s**tin' like this
3:01S**t ain't nothin' f**kin' with this
3:03You my Clyde for life
3:04I'm your Bonnie like this
3:05I can see us gettin' rich like this n***a
3:07Now would you die for your n***a
3:10Yeah I'd die for my n***a
3:16Would you ride for your n***a
3:24I gets lie for my n***a
3:31Would you live for your n***a
3:47Do up big for you n***a
3:57Would you bid for your n***a
4:11S**t you my n***a
Bust your guns uh uh yeah Bonnie and Clyde s**t You hear me Smell me That's right you know I'mma take this one straight to the top And he dare get in the way we smash scrape scrape It's real like that you know what I mean Follow yo yo yo Bonnie and Clyde forever y'all Gun check Check Let's go over the plan I'mma pull up to the joint slow then hop out the van Nah don't hop out slide out lookin' like a knockout Show a little thigh make this n***a's eyes pop out Seize him with the cleavage I want you to make this n***a believe he 'bout eat it I can let him see or feel Exactly Two gun totin' I seen dimes stole Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin' Yeah we done promotin' All the money in the spot Act funny get shot N***a hands high And I hope none of y'all n***as got plans to die We can't stand goodbyes In history me and this b***h will be like Five years together right D**n seem like forever We trade shots We spray blocks And we never fail Yeah but we stay hot Now would you die for your n***a Yeah I'd die for my n***a Would you ride for your n***a I gets lie for my n***a Would you live for your n***a Do up big for you n***a Would you bid for your n***a S**t you my n***a Would you ride for me Rapper robbery Would you die for me I hang high from a tree They ain't ready for us n***a Obviously Sound like Bonnie and Clyde to me I protect you like a vest do I'm the lady with a 380 special right next to you Glock poppin' out the stock And it's two guns two hun' get down I tear this whole s**t down They ain't know the vault pull bank jobs I banged ya squaw when I aims this rod Y'all n***as can't do a thing to this broad My bullets hurt the same as y'alls I've been taught by the best extorted the rest Wearin' a n***as s**t crossin' my chest Life on the line say prayers under my breath But knew I'd be 'aight 'cause right there to my left Right Over baby told you baby Big gun right over your left shoulder baby Same n***a that taught you how to hold that 80 From day one 'til we old and crazy Let's kill the world Now would you die for your n***a Yeah I'd die for my n***a Would you ride for your n***a I gets lie for my n***a Would you live for your n***a Do up big for you n***a Would you bid for your n***a S**t you my n***a Ran up at Chemical The bank robbers in our routine is like St Bernards swimmin' Everybody hit the floor guys and women Kids rush for the door Keep your cry to a limit Time check ma we got about 5 minutes Before the authorities rush and the FBI's in it That teller's up to something look his eyes are squinted Don't let that button be the reason why you're finished Yeah the sky's the limit 'til we reach B I G Meet Jesus confess to him all the s**t we did Gotta reverse the six let's murd' head jerk Almost got whiplash We got a s**tload of cash Throws it in the stash Long as we keep s**tin' like this S**t ain't nothin' f**kin' with this You my Clyde for life I'm your Bonnie like this I can see us gettin' rich like this n***a Now would you die for your n***a Yeah I'd die for my n***a Would you ride for your n***a I gets lie for my n***a Would you live for your n***a Do up big for you n***a Would you bid for your n***a S**t you my n***a
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