The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne & Hitman Howie Tee & Full Force
The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne
The Real Roxanne & Hitman Howie Tee
The Real Roxanne
[Intro]
(Instrument)
[Verse 1]
Roxanne, that’s me
I’m back and I’m better
I’m not here to talk politics or weather
I’m back for good and I’m in my prime
“Gonna” make you dance to the Roxanne rhymes
See I’m back
Not wack
Not a new jack
Not crazy off crack and not bitchin this fat
Not jeweler for schooler
Only one girl cooler
If it ain’t Roxanne well damn, then who in the hell “wanna” tell me I can’t sell
I can only succeed, I can never fail
Cause I’m back for good
Go on Hollywood
Laugh from New York
Like you wish you would
Or could be like me
Stupid, dope MC
The R-O-X-A-N-N-E
Until you come and see, smokin’ all that crack
Your rhymes arе wack so stay, stay, stay, the hell back
[Hook]
(Uh, with her bad sеlf, self)
(Uh, with her bad self, self, self, self)
(Uh, with her bad self, self, self, self)
(Uh, with her bad, bad, bad self)
[Verse 2]
Listen now, I’m, I’m a Hip-Hopper, not a show flopper
When I rock at the show, I’m the showstopper
Add heat to the show when it’s 20 below
And if you’re good to go
I’ll let you know that I recite very well, and dollars are fat
When I hold the mic, MCs will regret
I’m the ace of the place with style and grace
But if I’m down, [?]
All in your face
From side to side
Top to bottom
Licky, llick the live lyrics just because me album, mine
My own personal lines
Ask me how I’m livin’, like I look fine
You big roach
Don’t try to approach
I fly first class, while you fly coach
Cause I’m the real, like the spin you feel
(Roxanne, Roxanne)
Don’t try it boy, you know the deal
[Hook]
(Uh, with her bad self, self)
(Uh, with her bad self, self, self, self)
(Uh, with her bad self, self)
(Uh, with her bad self)
[Verse 3]
You just fake
Ain’t no mistake
You try to duplicate the rhymes that I make
But that’s alright, baby ain’t no fight
Cause you’re the one going home alone tonight
See I’m the bag
You wish you had
Been livin’ off a bag
You must be mad
You can’t control the rhymes I hold
I play the role model, real queen, silent gold
I’m the queen
You’re the bee, lookin’ for what I seen
I mean what I say, I take what I mean
And the wide world of rap, I’m a one-woman team
I burn while you learn when I let off steam
And what I say, plain and simple
Don’t tolerate a perpetrator in my temple
So away I roam, baby leave it alone
Just save it for David, this ain’t no house to my throne
[Hook]
(Uh, with her bad self, self)
(Uh, with her bad self, self, self, self)
(Uh, with her bad self, self, self, self)
(Uh, with her bad, bad, bad self)
[Outro]
(Instrumental)