Текст песни Foxy Brown - I Can`t
Foxy Brown - I Can`t слова песни
[Intro]
Uh, y`know, uh, Boogie Brown, uh
How you expect me to love you, nigga
Can`t even trust you, uh
So he played you, right?
Shot a little game then he blazed you, right?
Talkin` `bout he was gon` make you wife then make you right
And the last you seen was his car break lights
He fooled you girl, pussy is power, let me school you girl
Don`t get up off it `till he move you girl
And let no playin` nigga rule your world and screw you girl
I got `em hatin` me, I throws the pussy down, keep `em chasin` me
Basically, nigga`s game a lie, so bet I game back
And make the nigga` think that I came alive
And I change the plot, when we was at Jacob
That chain was hot, is he on or what?
Nigga cop the broach in the double R
And you got the notes, so I know you not broke, nigga
[Total & Foxy]
1 - (I ain`t fuckin` wit` you)
I can`t rock with you no more
(You and your bullshit)
(How can I love you)
(Can`t even trust you)
(I ain`t fuckin` wit` you)
I can`t rock with you no more
(Cut the bullshit)
(How can I love you
(Can`t even trust you)
I got `em mad at Fox, `fore I let a nigga just stab the box
I gotta have some rocks, even then
All I do is get they asses high, then I ask them
When was the last time you had some twat?
Put `em right in his place, saw him right down
Shake it right in his face, you like the waist?
By the way baby boy, would you like a taste?
Let me tell you what I need on those license plates
"Property of Mohogany Brown", standin` knock-kneed
On the balcony while you knock me down
Ya`ll wanna break me off without cakin` me off?
Then expect the bitch to be faithfull to y`alls
The next nigga copin` me bags straight from Dior
Prada shoes, that`s the bomb straight outta Milan
And I`m about that money, no need to pretend
Why don`t you holla at me when you ready to spend
Repeat 1
You got as much, you game`s y`all
And I can spit it nigga, same as y`alls, same shoes, same cars
Ain`t like a chick ain`t bawlin` herself
Can you give me mo`, then I`m holding myself
I ain`t tryin` to trip on no dick
I ain`t tryin` to have no cat laid up in my shit
Had the next bitch layed up in my six?
Gigglin`, dizzy as shit, is it sick?
I`m what a nigga would love to have
Chick with her own, nice tits, nice ass
Nice attitude, even though I`m ice bad
He was still quite fast, you like the wife style
Cuz you know that I come out ready to dumb out
In house shoes, slippers, put it down for my niggas
And I ain`t goin` front, I`m about my end, so
Holla at me when you ready to spend
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
[Total]
I can`t rock you, no more
Say it again, say it again
I can`t rock you, no more
Say it again, say it again
say it again, say it again
I can`t rock you, no more
I can`t rock you, no more
Say it again, say it again
say it again, say it again
I can`t rock with you no more
Say it again, say it again
I can`t rock with you no more
Say it again, say it again
I can`t rock with you no more