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  • 作词 : Beckett, Kelly, Marchand
    Whoa, a what de blood claat 'em fool 'em
    Who the ************* told ******* they could do what
    I do?All of a sudden all y'all ******* got accents too?
    Bad gyal, ******* can't do the *************t that
    I doSometime a gal figure it cool
    I tell a mother******* this
    Some *************z nowadays move worse than a *************
    And as for this chick, me love bum flick on bad man ************* so
    Got the *************,
    I got the live fo'
    I'm a grown ass ************* with my own ass *************t
    Now hear dis and
    I wan' chat me a go bustin' a secret
    Y'all big botty man, ya have look man bottom
    ************* watchman, you a trace gyal patton
    ************* who, *************z wish they could ************* me
    Like they never seen a hot gyal act like we
    Big bumba claat star, push hot car
    Big hood, and love back way all day
    The way my man *************, can't even stand up
    And when he gets stiff it cum like ten *************s
    Take it through my hole right through my appendix
    I got a message, why don't ch'all mother*******s sit on this?
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    Out of all the broads in the game,
    Fox is the baddest
    Picture me ******' with a ************* half my status
    Bad gal bust big gun and no wan' see me back it
    Move ya bumba hole, bwoy gwon mind ya jacket
    How dare y'all mother*******s even spit my name
    Cool na man, 'fore
    I have you
    X'd out the game
    And tell dem all you young ************* like sugar cane
    And buck yat take beer owed by queer, oh dem where dat?
    Bet you wish you lucked up, and got a quick nut
    Wouldn't ************* you if
    I was horny, or pissy ass drunk
    Lucky I don't ************* around and get you stuck up
    Waitin' outside your studio, collect your dub bucks
    *************, ************* around and get that ************* gun buck
    Outsider fully loaded with the gun stashed up
    In front of
    Cactus, chrome fo' fifth
    And a bag of full clip for *************z with loose lip
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    How many times
    I got to let y'all ******* know
    I'mOne of a kind, can't ************* with mines?
    See when Fox in the place, pure hotness a gwan
    When I bust wine we na watch ya face, gwan
    Ya too fraud, sound ridiculous
    I'm the only trini ************* that can kick yard *************t
    What you know about skin out and bruck out
    Like a bad gyal bunny hot style, pop pure style
    Look at this wannabes comin' around me
    Sick of thes fake
    G's tryin' to clown me
    Why these *************z be tryin' to drown me?
    I'm tellin' you fools no one can bound me
    Look at this wannabe's comin' around me
    Sick of thes fake
    G's tryin' to clown me
    Why you *************z be tryin' to drown me?
    I'm tellin' you fools no one can bound me
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    I I Inga I
    I Inga, Fox
    Brown, Baby
    ChamLook at this, on the beast
    Loo-loo-look at this, on the beast
    Come in the brown, ro-round me
    Ro-round me, fake *************s, fake *************s
  • 作词 : Beckett, Kelly, Marchand
    Whoa, a what de blood claat 'em fool 'em
    Who the ************* told ******* they could do what
    I do?All of a sudden all y'all ******* got accents too?
    Bad gyal, ******* can't do the *************t that
    I doSometime a gal figure it cool
    I tell a mother******* this
    Some *************z nowadays move worse than a *************
    And as for this chick, me love bum flick on bad man ************* so
    Got the *************,
    I got the live fo'
    I'm a grown ass ************* with my own ass *************t
    Now hear dis and
    I wan' chat me a go bustin' a secret
    Y'all big botty man, ya have look man bottom
    ************* watchman, you a trace gyal patton
    ************* who, *************z wish they could ************* me
    Like they never seen a hot gyal act like we
    Big bumba claat star, push hot car
    Big hood, and love back way all day
    The way my man *************, can't even stand up
    And when he gets stiff it cum like ten *************s
    Take it through my hole right through my appendix
    I got a message, why don't ch'all mother*******s sit on this?
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    Out of all the broads in the game,
    Fox is the baddest
    Picture me ******' with a ************* half my status
    Bad gal bust big gun and no wan' see me back it
    Move ya bumba hole, bwoy gwon mind ya jacket
    How dare y'all mother*******s even spit my name
    Cool na man, 'fore
    I have you
    X'd out the game
    And tell dem all you young ************* like sugar cane
    And buck yat take beer owed by queer, oh dem where dat?
    Bet you wish you lucked up, and got a quick nut
    Wouldn't ************* you if
    I was horny, or pissy ass drunk
    Lucky I don't ************* around and get you stuck up
    Waitin' outside your studio, collect your dub bucks
    *************, ************* around and get that ************* gun buck
    Outsider fully loaded with the gun stashed up
    In front of
    Cactus, chrome fo' fifth
    And a bag of full clip for *************z with loose lip
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    How many times
    I got to let y'all ******* know
    I'mOne of a kind, can't ************* with mines?
    See when Fox in the place, pure hotness a gwan
    When I bust wine we na watch ya face, gwan
    Ya too fraud, sound ridiculous
    I'm the only trini ************* that can kick yard *************t
    What you know about skin out and bruck out
    Like a bad gyal bunny hot style, pop pure style
    Look at this wannabes comin' around me
    Sick of thes fake
    G's tryin' to clown me
    Why these *************z be tryin' to drown me?
    I'm tellin' you fools no one can bound me
    Look at this wannabe's comin' around me
    Sick of thes fake
    G's tryin' to clown me
    Why you *************z be tryin' to drown me?
    I'm tellin' you fools no one can bound me
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    From a puss hole, dis man we shot down
    If a fass hole fi dead man we back down
    If a gun shot fi bust man we clap down
    An if a riddim fi ride man we rock down
    I I Inga I
    I Inga, Fox
    Brown, Baby
    ChamLook at this, on the beast
    Loo-loo-look at this, on the beast
    Come in the brown, ro-round me
    Ro-round me, fake *************s, fake *************s