| My peoples is watching you, watching me
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| Lots of envy and hate is what it got to be
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| I heard you tryin' to destroy my whole monopoly
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| But if I take it to your face, you 'gon cop a plea
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| I know it, but it’s cool, I know to watch you close
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| And if it comes to extremes I always got my toast
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| But you don’t know that I know that you’s a evil nigga
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| Cuz I’m laughin' and frontin' like I believe you, nigga
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| You be thinkin' you fresh in your Moschino wear
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| And if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be nowhere
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| Huh, even ya crew knows you just too soft
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| I’m just waitin' for the right time to cut you off, for real
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| So keep thinkin' forever you’ll be down
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| But if you know this 'bout you, you betta kill me now
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| I’m sayin' 50 percent of my niggas think it’s them
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| And if you think it ain’t you, you betta think again, uh
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| Niggas I roll with, niggas I stole with
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| Niggas that hold shit, niggas that blow chicks
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| Can you feel me baby?
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| When you inside me Pretty
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| Can I trust you baby?
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| I never lie Pretty
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| Plus you stay jiggy
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| You keep me fly Pretty
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| And I’mma treat you like my fifth on my side baby
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| And I’mma take you on some trips to the sky baby
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| And no matter what we do, you know your mine baby
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| If it ain’t my dogs, I ain’t fuckin' with 'em, shit
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| Bitches ain’t my crew? |
| I ain’t fuckin' with 'em
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| Think I trust ya’ll canivin' bitches, starvin' bitches
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| Always got ya eyes on my wrist-ass bitches
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| Think cuz a bitch rap I won’t lay out bitches
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| Down with the 4 pound, and spray out bitches
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| Everything ain’t rap, ya’ll is some snake-ass bitches
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| I ain’t playin' with all ya’ll hoes, OK, ya’ll bitches?
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| Swing back through the hood, got the game back
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| Niggas front the bodega, yellin' «Fox get ya name back, baby»
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| Brooklyn nigga, bet our stash you
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| Young chicks ballers since tailors and Lee patches, 'member that?
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| Quarter juices, 3 quarter buy my gooses
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| Two finger rings with ya two-tone jeans, frontin' like it’s nuthin'
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| When everybody was born, now ya hold’s fallin'
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| And wanna knock 'me for mines
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| Niggas I roll with, niggas I stole with
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| Niggas that hold shit, niggas that blow chicks
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| Can you feel me baby?
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| When you inside me Pretty
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| Can I trust you baby?
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| I never lie Pretty
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| Plus you stay jiggy
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| You keep me fly Pretty
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| And I’mma treat you like my fifth on my side baby
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| And I’mma take you on some trips to the sky baby
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| And no matter what we do, you know your mine baby
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| Uh, now I wonda, am I at my peak?
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| Is it just a dream or are they really after me?
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| Is it real? |
| You never know what lies ahead of you
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| I’m kinda young but my heart beats irregular
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| What do I do? |
| Do I sit here and die slow?
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| They tried to kill me mixin' angeldust and hydro'
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| My eyes closed, what I’m sayin' must be sinkin' in
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| And if it didn’t nigga, take ya time and think again, uh
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| Niggas I roll with, niggas I stole with
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| Niggas that hold shit, niggas that blow chicks
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| Can you feel me baby?
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| When you inside me Pretty
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| Can I trust you baby?
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| I never lie Pretty
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| Plus you stay jiggy
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| You keep me fly Pretty
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| And I’mma treat you like my fifth on my side baby
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| And I’mma take you on some trips to the sky baby
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| And no matter what we do, you know your mine baby |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Can You Feel Me Baby , by - Foxy Brown. Song from the album Chyna Doll, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп