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Текст песни Foxy Brown f Method Man - Ill Na Na

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Intro: Method ManOne time...Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I... Johnny Blaze, the Iron LungFoxy Brown, the Ill Na Na (yeah, c`mon, yeah, c`mon)Destination... (c`mon, c`mon) plat`Verse One: Foxy BrownYo Na Na so Ill, first week outShipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked outShe`s all about sex, pard-on, check your factsand the track record, I`m all about plaquesShakin my ass half naked, lovin this lifeWaitin for Kim album to drop, knowin it`s tightStandin center stage, closin the show holdin a gatSince you opened up, I know you`re hopin it`s wackNiggaz, screamin my name on record straight whylinMaybe I`ll answer back when you reach a hundred thousandThis is ladies night, and the Mercedes`s tightWhen I`m coming home? Maybe tonightLeave my food by the microwave, kiss the baby goodnightIt`s my time to shine it`s playtime tonightI`ma try to stand my ground, know when I fallI left your ass Home Alone, hopin I callChorus: Method ManWho`s got the illest pussy on the planet?Sugar walls comin down niggaz can`t stand it, the Ill Na NaTrue Absolut Vodka, straight shotsfor the has-beens and have-nots, dolla dollaReal and it don`t stop, we movin upFirst the mansion then the yacht, sound properStraight cash get got, bloodhoundstryin to hunt down the Brown Fox, the Ill Na NaVerse Two: Foxy BrownNo more sexin me all night, thinkin it`s alrightWhile I`m lookin over your shoulder, watchin the hall lightYou hate when it`s a ball right? Ladies this ain`t handballNigga hit these walls right before I call MikeIn 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` padI left some money on the dresser, find you a cabNo more, sharin I pain, sharin I madeIt`s time to outslick niggaz, ladies sharin our gamePut it in high gear, flip the eye wearNas Ruled the World but now it`s my yearAnd from, here on I solemnly swearTo 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 NaVerse Three: Foxy BrownNo more Waitin To Exhale, we takin deep breathsLadies take this over, I be Fox so peep thisLove thyself with no one above theeCause ain`t nobody gon` love me like meIf he, don`t Do The Right Thing like Spike LeeBye bye wifey make him lose his Nike`s (uh uh, yeah) Hit the roadMami told me in order to, find a Princeyou gotta kiss some toadsChorus

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