Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stylin, artist - Foxy Brown. Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stylin |
| Fever Baby |
| OK, alright |
| Brooklyn, |
| Uh-Oh Uh-Oh |
| Yeah Uh Huh |
| Bitches throw ya drinks up, Style when we be comin’in |
| Niggas throw ya guns up, Whyle when we be runnin in And all that ain’t nothin, We at the bar frontin |
| Its necessary, We stays in Burburry (Whooooo) |
| You know how it go, Fox and Gav |
| In a navy blue Rov, Stuttin in Halo |
| On the I-95, Keepin it live |
| In the hood, in the 5, Front of Kennedy Fried (Whooooo) |
| Then slide off with a NBA jump-off |
| Or a nice lil’rapper, Whoever money stack up Duke, Cop a little H-Tod shoe |
| And them little boxer dudes, Get a watch or two (Whoa) |
| It aint greed, Yall got kids to feed |
| Fuck it, All he wanna do is kill it and leave |
| So, Lay low and throw the pussy like the free throw |
| Brooklyn broad and bet I keep the heat low |
| (-Hook-) |
| Its necessary, We styles in Burburry |
| And our walk is mean in them Frankie B. jeans bwoy |
| Its necessary, We stays in Burburry |
| And a Mark Jacob bag and a H-Tod shoe (Whoo) |
| When we walk up in the club, Niggas be like, OH! |
| They aint got no dough? |
| Bet we be like, NO! |
| We bout our paper and all that fam |
| Rollin through Planet Hollywood knockin that Killa Cam (Whoa) |
| Up in V.I.P. |
| with F.B. |
| With a nice throw back, Right below a good G Now, dude is ill, I’m lovin his boys |
| I’m all, seing he’s gangsta, I’m watching him swift now |
| They wanna see us, Bitches they wanna be us Fox and Althea in a powder blue two seater |
| We the truth in our Juicy sweat suits |
| When we come through ya town, Every’ting shut down |
| (-Hook 2X-) |
| 20's with the rims, B-custom kitted Bently |
| And everything we do, They assist like Jamaal Tinsley |
| Cocky bastard, I only spits acid |
| Slept on Broken Silence, Fever bout to smash it This here’s a classic, We keeps it drastic |
| I’m all engaged engaged to dough and married to plastic |
| And you know how we do, Fresh pair Air Force 2's |
| With the toaster, Kobe pull over (Whoo) |
| (-Hook 2X-) |