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I'll Be Karaoke - Foxy Brown & Jay-Z

To nagranie jest coverem I'll Be rozsławionym przez Foxy Brown

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: 105 BPM

Tonacja: C♯m

The song begins a cappella

Czas trwania: 03:00 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:39

Data wydania: 1997
Genres: R&B , W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: René Moore, Angela Lisa Winbush, Tone, Poke, Jay-Z

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Tekst I'll Be

That's right papa, that's right
How we doin', yeah
Uh, uh, uh
Done, yeah
On a na na
Uh, huh uh
Uh, come on
What up pop brace yourself 'cos I ride on top
Close your eyes as you ride right out your socks
What
Double lose his mind as he grinds in the tunnel
Uh
Wanna gimme the cash he made off his last bundle
Uh huh
Nasty girl don't pass me the world
What
I push to be not the backseat girl
Don't deep throat the C-note she floats
Come on
Murder she wrote and keeps the heat close
Uh
Uh, we suposed to be the illest on three coasts
Familia bigga than Icos
Y'all Danny DeVitos, small 'cos all I see is the panty eaters that's all
Come on
Uh
No shark in this year raise it bigga
Fifteen percent make the whole world sit up
Now
And take notice
Na na, take over
Y'all take quotas to hit papa
Uh, straight out the gate y'all we drop hits
But tell me how nasty can you get
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped one thing's for sure
That's right we drop hits
But tell me how nasty can you get
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped one thing's for sure
I'm two live nasty as I wanna be
Uh, uh
Well don't shake your sassy in front of me
Before I take you there and tear your back out
That shit ain't happened since The Mack was out
Uh
Rollin for Lana dripped in Gabbana
Nineties style you find a style
Right away it's the fit wanna taste the shit
Put me on a bass and throw your face in it
Uh huh
Na na, y'all can't touch her
My sex drive all night
Come on like a trucker
Let alone the skills I posess
And y'all gon' see by
Hey these mil's I posess
Right
Never settle for less
I'm in excess not inexpensive DVS
To the
To the two that's just the way I'm built
Nasty
Nasty, what classy still
Uh, straight out the gate y'all we drop hits
But tell me how nasty can you get
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped one thing's for sure
That's right we drop hits
But tell me how nasty can you get
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped one thing's for sure
You get to hoe what I got, uh
Uh, uh roll with the rock, uh
The fella Capo in the candy apple drop
Stop
Will tears fall in your ears if I don't stop
Can ya throw it like a quarterback third in the lot
Tell me
Dig me, I get you locked like
Biggie wit Irv in the spot
Word middie the cop 'n the biddie
Uh
I'm the bomdigi punana
Sexy brown thing
Uh, Madon' y'all
Make 'em turn over from the full-court pressure
They undress ya all over ya
I ain't playin' knockin' at the Williams
Sayin'
I'm sayin' what's the sense in delayin'
Uh
I'm tryin' to run G from the P to the AM
I saw your little thing now I'm swayin' OK then
All right
Yeah
Uh, uh, straight out the gate y'all we drop hits
But tell me how nasty can you get
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped one thing's for sure
That's right we drop hits
But tell me how nasty can you get
All the way from the hood to your neck of the woods
It's ripped one thing's for sure

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