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Foxy Brown - "Hot Spot"
Foxy Brown (talk):
Uh huh-uh. Unh. Guess whos back? Unh. Yeah.
Foxy Brown (Verse One):
Hey yo. Rhyme or crime, lets get it on. MCs wanna eat me but
its Ramadan. Peep whats on the arm, when its ice, its ice.
When Im right, Im right, when youre wrong, youre wrong. Im
the bomb. Records is platinum, skin is bronze. Flows all night
like vintage don. Been this nice since umm.. the first prince
born. Before the artist was known as wit my grown ass. Haters
said it wont last, know how many words Ive flown past? Celly
on hold, full belly, first class. And I dont play. I watch them
pockets. And yall niggas go broke after you cop them watches.
See you in the club, no bub, nigga pop it. Then you wanna fuck,
give it up, nigga, not this. My coat is ostrich, flow is the
hottest. You aint got dough? You cant go with the Fox.
Foxy Brown (Hook):
You can catch me at the hot spot. I Fox, I plots, at the bar
yall. All night, I pops. Is it alright? Yeah, you right, you
cant stop it. This is our world, me & my girls. (repeat all)
Foxy Brown (Verse Two):
Hey yo, cash bustin out the six. Cats bustin out them niggas.
Crack the heart in half, hang it tween the two titties. Scheme
on your team, lookin over graph pictures. Pick the finest, then
I put it on the minors. Love after the club, meet me at the diner.
So you can bring your boys, we got 10 cars behind us. Order a
steak and glass of OJ to break fast. Hop in the car, and head
straight up eighth ave. The night is young, I like him some.
Either he dont have one, or his wife is dumb. His whole hand
numb, nigga iced his thumb. Pull up my tights some enticin him.
You can handle the road, Ill play wit it. Till he curve n
swerve and stay wit it. Bitches in the club stay hatin it.
Cause I put my mack down and I stay wit it.
Hook
Foxy Brown (Verse Three):
You can catch me at the expo, Jacob Jav. Knockin Jigga out the
navigator, layin back. Im sayin that, me fallin off? Imagine
that. Thats not the case, Im standin on top of the world.
Like Brandy and Mase. You wanna buy me a drink? Nigga, pass me
a case. Big baller bitch, I want all of this shit. Six AMGs
with the spoiler kit, chromes from the fax. Chromes front and
back. Cocoa flow niggas wantin that. Out they vehicles, niggas
is bumpin that. I heard you wanna stop Fox, tell me how so.
I got that New York to the Dirty South flow. Whole album hot,
even the outro. This time around Im tryn to do about 4. This
is for my niggas and bitches who count dough. And yall in the
club, I make em bounce.
Hot spot. Bar yall. All right? Our world.
Hot spot. Bar yall. All right? Our world.
(Instrumental until end)
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