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[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 shit

verse one: foxy brown

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... aowwww!
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 icee
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 ass like you just don´t care
cause y´all just rookies of the year, what?
work niggaz, like you one of the live niggaz
fly niggaz, known to handle a pie nigga
chick in the, off-white pearl six
on the cellular, gettin them open like girl 6
it´s on

chorus: dru hill (with variations)

she´s a bad mamma jamma
just as foxy as can be (as foxy as can be)
heyyy, she´s a bad mamma jamma
just as foxy as can be (as foxy as she can be)

verse two: foxy brown

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 "damn 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

verse three: foxy brown

playa haters ery minute wanna shit 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 shit 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, niggaz freaked out
love yourself, put no one above thee
cause ain´t nobody gon´ fuck me like me, it´s on

chorus 2x

[dru hill sings a bunch of na na na´s and yahoo!´s]