Текст песни Foxy Brown - Tables Will Turn
Foxy Brown - Tables Will Turn слова песни
[-Intro] Foxy Brown (Baby Cham)Ugh, Ehh, Uh!(What, WHAT!) (What`s bumpin`, Baby Cham, Fox Brown) Uh!Fox Brown, Baby ChamUgh, Kingston, Brooklyn, WHAT! Dave Kelly, Can`t stop this, We did it againWhat?! What?! Uh!HY-YAH!(Foxy Brown)How many times I gotta let yall bitches know I`m,Why, so many bitches wanna take my flow I`m,Too hot, Too dope, Flow like that pink Cris and MomosaWho the fuck dope-ah? (Ehh!)Niggas wanna run up in my spots and,Every nigga wanna pull off on my frock and,Me and Cham do that Yard-Hip Hop and,Y`all can`t fuck with us, We keep niggas boppin` (Let `em know now)(Baby Cham)Tell dem ah ooman we a defendLove to si di charlies inna Benz or a BMHolla if ya livin` rightGet the benjamins, aight?Let them know a money we a defen (Holla at us now)I let dem` know already and I`m tellin` dem` againWe on another level, Fox Brown ah set the trend (We on another level)Head`s boppin` and, Collars poppin` andPrada rockin` to the end (Can ya feel me?)Breaker, BreakerCall di undertaker, Niggas will` be dyyyy-in`I am no fake-ahSend `dem niggas cryyyy-in` back to their makerMuddafuckas tryyyy-in` to be a shake-ahYa didn`t know they shouldn`t mess wit` people from JamaicaBaby Cham and Foxy Brown, a we take the cake-ah Drop a bomb on them, Now it`s like a earthquake-ahSee them fasis movin` like a snake-ah (ya heard me)[-Chorus-]Ah whatta day when the tables will turnwhatta day when the tables will turn,Ah whatta day when the tables will turnwhatta day when the tables will turn, (Wey eh)whatta day when the tables will turnwhatta day when the tables will turn, (Yo)whatta day when the tables will turnwhatta, day when the tables will turn,(Foxy Brown)Throw ya hands up, whyle the fuck outRaw little peachy, bust the screechy (Eh!)Zip it up, Uh, zip it up, Uh, zip it up, Uh, zip it up, HY-YAH!Grab a couple stouts and, show `em whatch`all `bout Y`all can`t deny us, we dare y`all to try usThe best to ever do it, so throw ya hands to itAnd hit the dancefloor, what the fuck y`all came for?Hot shit, Ill Na Na, MadHouse, Lock this shit downNigga what, we don`t give a fuckBig Pussy like Sopranos, Young Fox ride big cock my niggaAn pupalik pon dat, Ehh[-repeat hook then Baby Chams verse until fade-]