Letra Bonnie Clyde Part Ii de Foxy Brown original
intro> Bust your guns, uh, uh, yeah Bonnie and clyde shit You hear me? smell me? (that's right, you know? ) I'mma take this one straight to the top And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape scrape It's real like that, you know what I mean? Follow, yo, yo, yo (bonnie and clyde forever y'all) jay-z> gun check fox>check jay-z> let's go over the plan fox> i'mma pull up to the joint slow, then hop out the van jay-z>nah don't hop out, slide out lookin' like a knockout Show a little thigh, make this nigga's eyes pop out Sieze him with the cleavage I want you to make this nigga believe he 'bout eat it fox>i can let him see or feel jay-z>exactly fox>two gun totin', I seen dimes stole jay-z>ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin' fox>yeah, we done promotin' jay-z>we come for the coke and fox>all the money in the spot jay-z>act funny, get shot fox>nigga, hands high jay-z>and I hope none of y'all niggas got plans to die fox> we can't stand goodbyes jay-z>in history me and this bitch will be like Five years together, right? fox>damn, seem like forever jay-z> we trade shots fox>we spray blocks jay-z> and we never fail fox> yeah, but we stay hot 1 -j> now would you die for your nigga? f> yeah I'd die for my nigga j> would you ride for your nigga? f>i gets lie for my nigga j> would you live for your nigga? f> do up big for you nigga j> would you bid for your nigga? f> shit, you my nigga f> would you ride for me? j> rapper robbery f> would you die for me? j> I hang high from a tree f> they ain't ready for us, nigga j> obviously f> sound like bonnie and clyde to me foxy> I protect you like a vest do I'm the lady with a 380 special right next to you Glock poppin' out the stock And it's two guns, two hun', get down I tear this whole shit down They ain't know the vault, pull bank jobs I banged ya squaw when I aims this rod Y'all niggas can't do a thing to this broad My bullets hurt the same as y'alls I've been taught by the best, extorted the rest Wearin' a niggas shit, crossin' my chest Life on the line, say prayers under my breath But knew I'd be 'aight 'cause right there to my left (right) jay-z> Over baby, told you baby Big gun right over your left shoulder baby Same nigga that taught you how to hold that 80 From day one 'til we old and crazy Let's kill the world Repeat 1 jay-z> Ran up at chemical The bank robbers in our routine is like st. bernards swimmin' Everybody hit the floor, guys and women Kids rush for the door Keep your cry to a limit Time check ma, we got about 5 minutes Before the authorities rush and the fbi's in it That teller's up to something, look, his eyes are squinted fox> don't let that button be the reason why you're finished jay-z>yeah, the sky's the limit 'til we reach b.i.g fox>meet jesus, confess to him all the shit we did jay-z>gotta reverse the six, let's murd' head jerk Almost got whiplash fox>we got a shitload of cash Throws it in the stash Long as we keep shitin' like this Shit, ain't nothin' fuckin' with this You my clyde for life I'm your bonnie like this I can see us gettin' rich like this nigga Repeat 1 Ad lib until fade