BWA lyrics

by

Foxy Brown


[Intro: Foxy Brown]
Ugh, let me show ya how it go down
When you get three of the illest b*tches
Together on one track
And we all got attitudes

[Chorus: Foxy Brown]
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)

[Verse 1: Foxy Brown]
I gotta case for spittin' in a mother f*ckers' face
Me and my ace, crunk calicos strapped to the waist
A hundred in the clit' blastin'
What cha'll motherf*ckers eyein' me fo?
Alias Chyna Whyte, Gangsta Boo on my right
And Mia X to my left, why y'all motherf*ckers thugged up
44 bulldogs and tear the whole motherf*ckin' club up
Tear the club up, feel me? Uh
I sets motherf*ckin' friends for b*tches
Make 'em feel sh*t, real b*tches recognize real sh*t
Only one b*tch put it down like this
See this shiny ass sh*t on my wrist?
See them shiny ass shoes on my six?
And I know ya'll know them thug ass do to my clique
When it's beef, Na Na stash this heat for all y'all asses
My b*tches roll them nats since gats is popular
We 5-7 droppin' ya
It ain't no limit for my three b*tch mafia
[Chorus: Foxy Brown]
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)

[Verse 2: Mia X]
A certified hairdresser (Mama Mia)
Known on the streets for drama
When my b*tches meet some heat they call Mama
And I'm comin', gunnin' everything up in my way
But it ain't always gotta be about the gunplay
I gots to say (for real)
My right and left AKA Dumb Ho Beaters
Black-sizin' while his jaws, y'all know Mia
A street b*tch 'bout street sh*t
They ain't no attitives in this b*tch
I live this raw dog
To all y'all backstabbin', two-face motherf*ckers
Double talk and get y'all crunched in both your di*k suckers
I buy the ruckus aye' day, whatchu gon' do 'bout the crew
Cuz my clique's all true, true n*ggas, true game, true paper
Keepin' up with us, trust the true then break it
Take the sh*t outside or start it in the club now
Y'all gon' tear it up then I'mma shut the b*tch down
[Bridge: Foxy Brown & Gangsta Boo]
Die b*tches
Everywhere you go, b*tches is dyin'
b*tches been dyin' for over 400 years
I'm a mother f*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)

[Verse 3: Gangsta Boo]
I live a rich life n*gga so that makes me undefined
Got them b*tches mad cuz your n*ggas is all mine
So, I guess that means I'm just the sh*t
Straight up blaze, the wrong lady to f*cked wit
You lay your ass on the f*ckin' ground, don't speak!
Watch I'll bloody up you seat, leave your ass all nice and sweet
On your monkey ass, when you take the mask, try to run with mass
Go down, infra-red on your monkey ass
Gangsta Boo be wit it, what the f*ck you tryin' to do?
Your Power Ranger crew scared of us
We thought we told you, we coming through tearin' clubs up
b*tch in the reins yellin' hit a motherf*cker
And give her the damn thangs

[Chorus: Foxy Brown]
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
I'm a motherf*ckin' b*tch
(With an attitude)
[Outro: Foxy Brown]
Real b*tches don't die
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