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

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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

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