Listen to Oh Yeah song with lyrics from Foxy Brown

Oh Yeah

Foxy Brown1 Jan 2001

Oh Yeah Lyrics

Oh Yeah(featuring Spraga Benz( - Foxy Brown

I'm the most critically acclaimed rap b**ch in the game

Coast to coast stash the gat in holster girl

Dark skinned Christian Dior poster girl

 

Mo' rockin Timbs b**ch and the Gucci loafers girl

Niggaz say I'm too pretty to spit rhymes this gritty

F**k y'all thought Be dancin around in suits like I'm Diddy

Pretty show niggaz how we run this city

Respect my name Boogie ni**a stay in ya lane

Like The Hurricane rains on b**ches like Sugar Shane

And dare one of y'all rappin chicks to mention Fox name

"What's Beef " Beef is when b**ches think it's sweet

See y'all frontin in the streets and let my gat meet ya

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

Oh yea We coming for you

Oh yea We coming for you

Check uhh

It's like I'm in my own f**kin world I speak how I feel

Sometimes I feel like I'm just too f**kin real

I love to stack riches no disrespect y'all

I respect the rap game but I don't f**k with rap b**ches

I'm speakin from my heart

It's not that I'm too good I'm just hood

Been like this from the f**kin start

Since I bust my gun in ninety-six

Y'all never see me flick up with them fake-a** chicks

 

B**ches smile up in your face turn around and pop sh*t

You a industry b**ch I'm a in the streets b**ch

I might breeze through Prada Chloe or Tiffs

But other than that it's just me and my six

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

Oh yea We coming for you

Oh yea We coming for you

I dream filthy

 

My moms and pops mixed it with the Trini' rum and whiskey

Uhh proper set off

 

Six sped off gats let off I speak calm

Gangsta and pours off like Screechie Don bwoy

 

Who y'all know rock Prada like Fox

Pop bottles in the back of the cellar with Donatella

Cartier wrist wear Pasha Kay face

 

Got niggaz stand in line just to get a sneak taste

Act like y'all don't know I keeps gat beneath waist

And like a hundred thou' each crib in each safe

When Fox come through she have a gun in the place

 

I'm like Marion Jones what who the FLUCK wan' race

Listen never trippin never catch Brown slippin

F**k y'all only nice around mics like Pippen

Sh*t to all my thugs that's Blood'n or Crip'n

I'm still shittin still lowridin and switch-hittin ni**a

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

Oh yea We coming for you

 

 

Oh yea We coming for you

Comments for Oh Yeah (5)

kagisolomon
kagisolomon

Still smoking to that jam๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿฝ

Dinobravo Bobo Nocanda
Dinobravo Bobo Nocanda

stll hot

Mthuthuzeli Thupla Gqoboka
Mthuthuzeli Thupla Gqoboka

my jam in high school

Neria Hlanga Yose
Neria Hlanga Yose

๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿฟ

TALIBAN
TALIBAN

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