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Intro: Pretty Boy (Foxy)
(That's right)
(And it's on)
Ayo Fox check this out yo
(That's right)
I been hearin all these bitches talkin this bullshit
You know they done fucked up now
You know they done fucked up now

[Verse 1: Foxy]
Ya wanna be this bitch
Have a nigga like Jigga and cop a six
B.K. where the bitches be fucking for kicks
And after every Foxy record, be getting they pussy licked
On some hustle type shit
I'm saying, if this rap shit flop, I'll sling the pussy like screw this rap shit
And you mad rapper bitches cause I'm half yo' age
Spit like 8 bars on some shit that'll double yo' pay
Ya confused-ass chick, now is you straight or you gay?
Now that's ya business, you like pussy, ain't no more to say
That's some bullshit cause Na Na gone get mo' sick
When my dogs ship harder and talk mo' shit
Debut at number one, never second to shit
Ya know I'm 'bout that dough, I ain't stressing that shit
Went double platinum on ya bitches on some R&B shit
Now got to flip on ya hoes and take it back to this thug shit

[Interlude: Pretty Boy]
Yea Fox
Now that's the shit I'm talkin about
That's the shit I'm talkin about
That's that Brooklyn shit
Ayo this is Pretty Boy Fox
Ayo you got sumin else to tell em Fox?
What up?

[Verse 2: Foxy]
I can't call it, but this rap shit got me 'bout to get spastic
And spazz out, straight like that
My flows attract riches, ya just getting ice, bitches
Been doing this for years and just getting nice, bitches
Each y'all
Got the nerve to cop a land in '98, when I see y'all, got a nav' to reach y'all
It's a leason, I'mma teach y'all, Fox will eat y'all
Been doing this Tito shit since "Ain't No Nigga" hit y'all
Sixty weeks on the chart, did what your first week sold
And I know my shit, you ain't platinum, you're white gold
Watch ya whole shit flake up, y'all go-roll hoes
Need to switch up
Stack the cake up, but fuck with Jacob

[Interlude: Pretty Boy]
Hold on
If ya'll don't know who Jacob is
That's that cat in the Diamond District
That sell Fox all her rollies
Hold on hold on
Yo Fox tell them what's goin down Fox
Tell them

[Verse 3: Foxy]
It's about to go down for the showdown, you real on it?
Can you put a half a mil' and ya deal on it?
Niggas keep yapping that lame shit
And I'm snatching everything you claim, plus everything I came with
It's the set off, put your bet off
Switching and singing in '98, with the shit that I'm bringing
Face off, for the safes, I'm about to blaze one
Like my B.K. dogs, Oh Tre Ones

[Outro: Pretty Boy]
Sounds good yo
Strike ya match
We stike it right back
It ain't personal
But if you wanna take it like that
Fuck it
That's my fam yo
Dom Po
Fox Brown
Cormega
We straight like that yo