Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fallin', artist - Foxy Brown. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
Fallin' |
| Yo Carolina Blue six — hottest bitch on the block |
| Used to wheelie Ducatti, Saco, Prada kick |
| High school, got signed wrote them platti hits |
| Tito was the same shit, got a platti wrist |
| They say I’m stoosh cause I cover my bush |
| In that Dolce Gabbana, I’m a hot little mama |
| The number one stunna |
| Slim, skin copper |
| Like bare bra, I’d eat that gravy proper |
| Got a money fetish |
| Wanna see me where your bed is? |
| Playboy y’all got to give me five letters |
| Like Prada, Jacob, Fendi boots |
| C. Dior, Chloe, suits |
| Range Rover, Gucci shoes |
| First class, flatt class, Paris |
| Don’t hate me cause I’m ballin' |
| Lord take me if I’m fallin' |
| I think I hear them callin' me |
| Why they keep on callin' me? |
| Don’t hate me cause I’m ballin' |
| Lord take me if I’m fallin' |
| I think I hear them callin' me |
| Why the keep on callin' me? |
| If I was to die, it be too many cowards alive |
| Fox Brown, Bonnie minus the Clyde |
| And today I’mma make this one promise to God |
| Even if I go wood, I’mma keep it so hood |
| And I got chills when I signed my deal |
| And I shed tears when Biggie and Pac got killed |
| It’s only one other broad that really got skills |
| She’s alright, but she’s not real |
| Brown, I’m hot with no rehearsal time |
| And I stays on tour like the circle line |
| Ain’t a bitch that could emulate my classic delivery |
| I rep' New York like the Statue of Liberty |
| Mentally I’m in my own zone holding my spot |
| Fox, basically I’m the female Pac |
| And it’s like my life is a thesis |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m talking Swedish |
| Y’all niggas don’t get it |
| And, yeah I’m ballin', the streets keep callin' |
| Lord take my soul I feel like I’m falling |
| Don’t hate me cause I’m ballin' |
| Lord take me if I’m fallin' |
| I think I hear them callin' me |
| Why the keep on callin' me? |
| Don’t hate me cause I’m ballin' |
| Lord take me if I’m fallin' |
| I think I hear them callin' me |
| Why the keep on callin' me? |
| Before me there was many but none so hot |
| They had no other choice but to run they spot |
| Rock since 15 I was bound to ball |
| Think it’s time to run my resume down to y’all |
| See, Touch Me… platinum |
| Ain’t No… gold |
| Total…500,000 sold |
| Ill Nana…2.8 |
| The Firm… another mil |
| Then Chyna Doll came, it’s pretty much the same |
| And anything we rap about you see us do |
| Now we stay in demand like PS2 |
| Lot of planes, lot of cars, a lot of chauffeurs |
| Lot of Gucci, lot of Louis, lot of Prada loafers |
| Couple dollars and with that I bought my Range |
| Pretty and Red got a lot of ass off my name, man |
| Yeah I’m balling the streets keep calling |
| Lord take my soul… I feel like I’m falling |
| (Don't hate us) |