Foxy Brown Foxy Brown ft Dru Hill - Bad Mama Jamma Lyrics

Fox: Ahh, Trackmasters
my boo

Dru: Dru Hill, Foxy

Fox: Right

Dru:Ill na na na, Na Na

Fox: Na Na, uhh, that's the s___

Verse One:
Playa haters ery minute wanna
stop my dough (uh-huh)
And every other minute wanna
rock my flow (you know)
and every third minute,
y'all wanna swerve in it
Come quick like a virgin in it...

So far, came through this year
with no bra sheer shirt, shakin my Na Na
this head hurt
Got em strung, let em know I'm like a lcee
for the best effect you got to use
your tongue

Find my G-Spot get me hot I'm ill
Foxy, chocolate baby, Got Milk?
Shake that a__ like you just don't care
Cause y'all just rookies to begin,what?

Work n____z, like you one of the live n____z
Fly n____z, known to handle a pie n____
Chick in a, off white pearl sticks
on the cellular, gettin them open
like Girl 6 it's on

Chorus:
Look at her
She's a bad mamma jamma
just as Foxy as can be
Heyyy, she's a bad mamma jamma
just as Foxy as can be

Player haters ery minute wanna
see your clothes (uh-huh)
Then every other minute wanna
know what you drove (uhhh)
Then every third minute, wanna
know if the fur's rented
That's why I got no time for hoes

It's the Brown Fox, surround blocks,
sound nice
See me dressed, D-B-S, Brown rocks
See me just, play the low pro
Got these rap chicks in a
chokehold, biotch!

Basically, you're wastin your time
hatin me
I'm like one point five, got to make it three
My name will forever ring
Got em screamin d___ Fox on erything, hell yeah
for the paper rip a hot draft
only for the right dough shorty got that?
Still in here
I'll be down when you're goin
broke, Ill Na Na
Master tracks like Tone and Poke,
and it's on

Chorus:
OHhh baby
She's a bad mamma jamma
just as Foxy as can be(she like to get down get down)
Heyyy, she's a bad mamma jamma
She's the reason why my name is
just as Foxy as can be

Playa haters ery minute wanna
s___ on wax (uh-huh)
Then every other minute talk behind your back (uh-huh)
Then every third minute wanna rock you
Venice and Bourbon
Nah I ain't got time for dat... That's why
I fakes no jacks, I got chips to gain
I'm like Bo Jack baby, I'm hip to the game
I know it well, rock Prada over Chanel
A H-Class hoe with the H. Findel
Rhyme deep in footwear, via
Spiga
Like Aaliyah, One in a Million

There's MC's in this rap s___ comin in illin
like I did, laid the groundwork for five hits
'Member when I told y'all first week out
Shipped a half a mil
n____z freaked out
Love yourself, put no one above thee
Cause ain't nobody gon f___ me like me, it's on

Chorus 2x
She's a bad mamma jamma and you know
just as Foxy as can be(she as foxy as can be)
Heyyy, she's a bad mamma jamma
just as Foxy as can be
hey (Sico sing)

She's a bad mamma jamma (shes so fly)
just as Foxy as can be
Heyyy, she's a bad mamma jamma
(she got it going on)
just as Foxy as can be (Dru Hill help me sing it now)

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