[Intro: Pretty Boy, (Foxy Brown)]

(That's right)

(And it's on)

Aiyyo, 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 #1, 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]

Yeah, Fox

Now that's the shit I'm talkin' about

That's the shit I'm talkin' about

That's that Brooklyn shit

Aiyyo, this is Pretty Boy, Fox

Aiyyo, you got somethin' else to tell 'em, Fox?

What up?!

[Verse 2: Foxy Brown]

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 lesson, I'ma 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 Brown]

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