Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Big Bad Mama , by - Foxy Brown. Song from the album Hits, in the genre R&BRelease date: 31.12.2004
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Big Bad Mama |
| Ahh, Trackmasters |
| My boo |
| Dru Hill, Foxy |
| Right |
| Ill na na na, Na Na 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 to begin, what? |
| Work niggaz, like you one of the live niggaz |
| Fly niggaz, known to handle a pie nigga |
| Chick in a off whit 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 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 Perotta 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 |