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Intro: Method Man
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` Verse One: Foxy Brown Yo Na Na so Ill, first week out Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked out She`s all about sex, pard-on, check your facts and the track record, I`m all about plaques Shakin my ass 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 Niggaz, 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 ass Home Alone, hopin I call Chorus: Method Man Who`s got the illest pussy on the planet? Sugar walls comin down niggaz 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 Verse Two: Foxy Brown No more sexin 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 Nigga hit these walls right before I call Mike In the morning when it`s all bright, eggs over easy Hope you have my shit 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 niggaz, 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 damn self (self) And uhh... Chorus [Method] Uhh... vodka... Not... not... Dolla dolla... stop stop... C`mon c`mon... yah, it`s the Ill Na Na Verse Three: Foxy Brown 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 Chorus
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