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Foxy Brown - Cruel Summer Lyrics

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  • Foxy Brown:
  • Yo, it's the cruel summer, cruel stool in the hummer
  • With the visor twist back its the #1 stunner
  • Back on the block with some shit that the cops had banned
  • I cease niggas like the Taliban
  • 16 in. starelords in the Nautica van, with a fresh pair of filas
  • and the dappour Dan and gettin' fancy in the shallor from Delancy
  • and only real New Yorkers will understand me
  • Wit a good Mavado and a crisp pair of lotto
  • Now my niggas up in omm at the bar holdin' bottles
  • It's not for real, wit other niggas followin'
  • Bet they try to see us, but they never gonne be us now,
  • The love is gone and the foolin' is done
  • And if they ain't about they money, bet them niggas gettin oned and,
  • Take big poppa back to the slums
  • Ain't nothin' far, show yu how to do this Hun....
  • Chorus:
  • (Cruel) cruel summer
  • Leaving me here on my own, it's a cruel
  • (It's a cruel) cruel summer
  • Now your gone
  • Foxy Brown:
  • Uh...oh, here comes Foxx again
  • And we knockin' *****es out the box again
  • Got the rap game all locked again
  • Like the Ill Nana days, I'm still not afraid
  • Dropped Chyna Doll, which y'all happened to love
  • Then, Broken Silence put me back in the club
  • Then I gave it some time, now i'm the one to come up
  • Catch, The Fever this summer, i'm 'bout to run the summer
  • Every rotation, every rotation 3,000 spins we about to win
  • It's gonna be more hits, we'll see more stat
  • A little, Dior this and Dior that
  • They like, Foxx stay stylin' like she all that
  • I never worry, I styles in Behrberry now
  • Usually i'm on some grimmy shit, but,...
  • Let's take it bak to summer 96', come on...
  • Chorus:
  • (Cruel) cruel summer
  • Leaving me here on my own, it's a cruel
  • (It's a cruel) cruel summer
  • Now your gone
  • Foxy Brown:
  • (They like Foxx, OK)
  • And now they tellin me,
  • Whoa lil' mama, let me holla at you
  • We could keep this on the low lil' mama
  • Now look hommie i'm out of your budget
  • And, supportin' Foxx is not in your budget,
  • Plus, Anything I want, ain't hard to have
  • Soon as I drop a joint, people startin' to BLAB
  • Talk about they seen me trying to park the Naaav
  • I don't even drive, I give them Cars to Gav, now....
  • (Cruel) cruel summer
  • Leaving me here on my own, it's a cruel
  • (It's a cruel) cruel summer
  • Now your gone....

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