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lirik lagu foxy brown - i can't

[intro]
uh, y’know, uh, uh, boogie brown, uh
how you expect me to love you
when i can’t even trust you, uh, huh

[verse 1: foxy brown]
so he played you, right?
shot a little game then he blazed you, right?
talkin’ ’bout he was gon’ make you wife then make you right
and the last you seen was his car brake lights
he fooled you girl, p-ssy is power, let me school you girl
don’t get up off it ’til he move you girl
and let no playin’ n-gga rule your world and screw you girl
i got ’em hatin’ me
i throws the p-ssy down, keep ’em chasin’ me
basically, n-ggas game a lot, so bet i game back
and make the n-gga think that i came a lot
and i change the plot, when we was at jacob
that chain was hot, is he on or what?
n-gga copped the broach, and the double r
and you got the notes, so i know you not broke, n-gga

[chorus: foxy brown & total]
(i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ you)
i can’t rock with you no more
(you and your bullsh-t)
(how can i love you)
(can’t even trust you)

[verse 2: foxy brown]
i got ’em mad at fox, ‘fore i let a n-gga just stab the box
i gotta have some rocks
even then all i do is get they -sses hot
then i ask them when was the last time you had some tw-t?
put ’em right in his place, saw him right down
shake it right in his face, you like the waist?
by the way baby boy, would you like a taste?
let me tell you what i need on those license plates
“property of mahogany brown”, standin’ knock-kneed
on the balcony while you knock me down
ya’ll wanna break me off without cakin’ me off?
then expect the b-tch to be faithfull to y’alls
the next n-gga copin’ me bags straight from dior
prada shoes, that’s the bomb straight outta milan
and i’m about that money, no need to pretend
why don’t you holla at me when you ready to spend?

[chorus: foxy brown & total]
(i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ you)
i can’t rock with you no more
(you and your bullsh-t)
(how can i love you)
(can’t even trust you)

[verse 3: foxy brown]
you got as much, you game’s y’all
and i can spit it n-gga, same as y’alls, same shoes, same cars
ain’t like a chick ain’t bawlin’ herself
can you give me mo’, then i’m holdin’ myself
i ain’t tryin’ to trip on no d-ck
i ain’t tryin’ to have no cat laid up in my sh-t
had the next b-tch layed up in my six?
gigglin’, dizzy as sh-t, is it sick?
i’m what a n-gga would love to have
chick with her own, nice t-ts, nice -ss
nice att-tude even though i might spaz
he was still quite fast, you like the wife style
cuz you know that i come out ready to dumb out
in house shoes, slippers, put it down for my n-ggas
and i ain’t goin’ front, i’m about my end, so
holla at me when you ready to spend

[chorus: foxy brown & total]
(i ain’t f-ckin’ wit’ you)
i can’t rock with you no more
(you and your bullsh-t)
(how can i love you)
(can’t even trust you)

[outro: total]
i can’t rock you no more
say it again, say it again
i can’t rock you, no more
say it again, say it again
say it again, say it again

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