paroles de chanson Fallin' - Foxy Brown
[Young
Gavin]
Through
this
hard
times,
the
negativity,
the
jealousy
[Foxy]
Yo
Carolina
Blue
six
- hottest
bitch
on
the
block
Used
to
Willie
Ducatti,
Saco,
Prada
kick
High
school,
got
signed
wrote
them
platti
hits
Tito
was
the
same
shit,
got
a
platti
wrist
They
say
I'm
stoosh
cause
I
cover
my
bush
In
that
Dolce
Gabbana,
I'm
a
hot
little
mama
The
number
one
stunna
Slim,
skin
copper
Like
bare
bra,
I'd
eat
that
gravy
proper
You
got
a
money
fetish
You
wanna
see
me
where
your
bed
is?
Playboy
y'all
got
to
give
me
five
letters
Like
Prada,
Jacob,
Fendi
boots
C.
Dior,
clothing,
suits
Range
Rover,
Gucci
shoes
First
class,
flat
class,
Paris
[Young
Gavin]
Don't
hate
me
cause
I'm
ballin'
Lord
take
me
if
I'm
fallin'
I
think
I
hear
them
callin'
me
Why
the
keep
on
callin'
me?
Don't
hate
me
cause
I'm
ballin'
Lord
take
me
if
I'm
fallin'
I
think
I
hear
them
callin'
me
Why
the
keep
on
callin'
me?
[Foxy]
If
I
was
to
die,
it
be
too
many
cowards
alive
Fox
Brown,
Bonnie
minus
the
Clyde
And
today
I'mma
make
this
one
promise
to
God
Even
if
I
go
wood,
I'mma
keep
it
so
hood
And
I
got
chills
when
I
signed
my
deal
And
I
shed
tears
when
Biggie
and
Pac
got
killed
It's
only
one
other
broad
that
really
got
skills
She's
alright,
but
she's
not
real
Brown,
I'm
hot
with
no
rehearsal
time
And
I
stays
on
tour
like
the
circle
line
Ain't
a
bitch
that
could
emulate
my
classic
delivery
I
rep'
New
York
like
the
Statue
of
Liberty
Mentally
I'm
in
my
own
zone
holding
my
spot
Fox,
basically
I'm
the
female
Pac
And
it's
like
my
life
is
a
thesis
Sometimes
I
feel
like
I'm
talking
Swedish
Y'all
niggas
don't
get
it
And
me
I'm
balling,
the
streets
keep
calling
Lord
take
my
soul
I
feel
like
I'm
falling
[Young
Gavin]
Don't
hate
me
cause
I'm
ballin'
Lord
take
me
if
I'm
fallin'
I
think
I
hear
them
callin'
me
Why
the
keep
on
callin'
me?
Don't
hate
me
cause
I'm
ballin'
Lord
take
me
if
I'm
fallin'
I
think
I
hear
them
callin'
me
Why
the
keep
on
callin'
me?
[Foxy
Brown]
Before
me
there
was
many
but
none
so
hot
They
had
no
other
choice
but
to
run
they
spot
Rock
since
15
I
was
bound
to
ball
Think
it's
time
to
run
my
resume
down
to
y'all
See,
Touch
Me...
platinum
Ain't
No...
gold
Total...
500,
000
sold
Ill
Nana...
2.8
The
Firm...
another
mil
Then
Chyna
Doll
came,
it's
pretty
much
the
same
And
anything
we
rap
about
you
see
us
do
Now
we
stay
in
demand
like
PS2
Lot
of
planes,
lot
of
cars,
a
lot
of
chauffeurs
Lot
of
Gucci,
lot
of
Louis,
lot
of
Proda
loafers
Couple
dollars
and
with
that
I
bought
my
Range
Pretty
adn
Reg
got
a
lot
of
ass
off
my
name
now
Yeah
I'm
balling
the
streets
keep
calling
Lord
take
my
soul...
I
feel
like
I'm
falling
(Don't
hate
us)
[CHORUS
(2X)]
1 Intro-Broken Silence
2 Fallin'
3 Oh Yeah
4 B.K. Anthem
5 The Letter
6 730
7 Candy
8 Tables Will Turn
9 Hood Scriptures
10 Run Dem
11 'Bout My Paper
12 Run Yo Shit
13 Na Na Be Like
14 Gangsta Boogie
15 I Don't Care
16 So Hot
17 Saddest Day
18 Broken Silence
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