Run Dem

[Intro: Foxy Brown & Cham] Whoa A wha de bloodclaat do dem fool deh [Verse 1: Foxy Brown] Who the fuck told bitches they could do what I do And all of a sudden all y'all bitches got accents too Bad gyal, bitches can't do the shit that I do Sometime a gal fi get kuff (hoo hoo hoo hoo) Whoa, I tell a motherfucker this Some niggas nowadays move worse than a bitch And as for this chick, me love bum flick on bad man dick so Got the pussy I got the lie fo' I'm a grown ass bitch with my own ass shit Now hear dis, una wan' chat? Me a go bust una secret Ya a big battyman, ya love look man bottom Pussy watchman, you a trace gyal pattern Fuck who, niggas wish they could fuck me Like they never seen a hot gal act like we Big bomboclaat star, push hot car Big hood, me love back way all day And the way my man fuck, can't even stand up And when he gets stiff it cum like ten dicks Take it through my hole right through my appendix I got a message; why dont y'all motherfuckers sit on this? [Hook: Baby Cham] From a puss hole, dis man we shot dem If a fass hole fi dead man we back dem If a gun shot fi bust man we clap dem An if a riddim fi ride man we rock dem From a puss hole, dis man we shot dem If a fass hole fi dead man we back dem If a gun shot fi bust man we clap dem An if a riddim fi ride man we rock dem [Verse 2: Foxy Brown] Out of all the broads in the game, Fox is the baddest Picture me fuckin with a nigga half my status Bad gal bust big gun and no wan' see me buck it Move ya bumba hole, bwoy gwon mind ya jacket How dare y'all motherfuckers even spit my name Cool now man, 'fore I have you X'd out the game And tell dem all your gang pussy like sugar cane And buck yat take beer owed by queer, oh dem where dat? Bet you wish you lucked up, and got a quick nut I wouldn't fuck you if I was horny, or pissy-ass drunk Lucky I don't fuck around and get you stuck up Waitin outside your studio, collect your dub bucks Bitch - fuck around and get that nigga gun buck Outside and fully loaded with the gun stashed up In front of cactus, chrome fo'-fifth And a bag of full clip for niggas with loose lip - FIYAH [Hook: Baby Cham] From a puss hole, dis man we shot dem If a fass hole fi dead man we back dem If a gun shot fi bust man we clap dem An if a riddim fi ride man we rock dem From a puss hole, dis man we shot dem If a fass hole fi dead man we back dem If a gun shot fi bust man we clap dem An if a riddim fi ride man we rock dem [Verse 3: Foxy Brown] How many times I got to let y'all bitches know I'm One of a kind, can't fuck with mines See when Fox in the place, bare hotness a gwan When I bust wine we na watch ya face, gwan Ya too fraud, sound ridiculous I'm the only Trini bitch that can kick yard shit, FIYAH What you know about skin out and bruck out Like a bad gyal bunny hot style, pop pure style [Bridge: Baby Cham] Look at this wannabe's comin' around me Sick of these fake G's tryin' to clown me Why these niggas be tryin' to drown me I'm tellin' you fools no one can bound me Look at this wannabe's comin' around me Sick of these fake G's tryin' to clown me Why you niggas be tryin' to drown me I'm tellin' you fools no one can bound me [Hook: Baby Cham] From a puss hole, dis man we shot dem If a fass hole fi dead man we back dem If a gun shot fi bust man we clap dem An if a riddim fi ride man we rock dem From a puss hole, dis man we shot dem If a fass hole fi dead man we back dem If a gun shot fi bust man we clap dem An if a riddim fi ride man we rock dem From a puss hole, dis man we shot dem (Kingston, Brooklyn, what) If a fass hole fi dead man we back dem (Dave Kelly) If a gun shot fi bust man we clap dem An if a riddim fi ride man we rock dem [Outro: Baby Cham] Hey Inga (Hey Inga) Fox Brown (Fox Brown) Baby Cham (Baby Cham) Look at these, wannabes L-look at these (Look at these), wannabes Coming around, r-r-round me R-r-round me Fake niggas Fake niggas