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Benzino - Picture This lyrics
(feat. Foxy Brown) [Foxy Brown talking] Ooh-in Yeah F-O-X nigga Made Men Its official gangsta shit Trackmasters, that's right What you know about this? B.K., yeah Woo [Foxy Brown] While you hoes play rich I'm a made bitch It's funny how you bitches forget Who the don-ga-gun bitch? Filthy rich and I don't hate I still throw on some Sean John shit Ears all rocking, ankle frostbit Fox to cocky, nigga know your place Nigga won't fuck this til I cop a case Face no dudes in this shit, I'm a classy bitch A niggas style and my dot six shits Before I run through prada and skate through the district Niggas wanna see me on some real flip shit Cop my biscuit on some fuck-a-do shit What, niggas forgot that I'm a B.K. bitch And it gets no iller than this, cocksucker [Benzino] Is it the rocks on my wrist that got you amazed? Or the cars that I whip that got you dazed? Or the way I be lookin when I rock my braids And of course y'all know, my niggas amazed So fuck what you heard Its simple and plain Benzino cock back shit to shock your brain Can't stop that til I lock this game Won't hold back, I want lots of fame [Hook] [Foxy Brown] Picture this Who the fuck niggas think they are? F-O-X-Y pull niggas car Niggas got to meet me at the bar Take a bitch to burp off while I'm sliding off [Benzino] Picture that Who the fuck chicks think they are? M-A-D-E pulls bitches cars Hookas better meet us at the bar We ain't gone shop unless its on and pop [Benzino] Y'all niggas kill me Tryin to bang on wax Fake gangstas My shit bang on tracks And before you know it dude I be bangin your act You not a real thug I mean, she told me that And don't get it twisted cause I hold the gat Don't try and risk it I won't hold it back Me, Benzino, kill you over a bitch? What? Picture that [Hook] [Foxy Brown] Picture this Who the fuck niggas think they are? F-O-X-Y pull niggas car Niggas got to meet me at the bar Take a bitch to burp off while I'm sliding off [Benzino] Picture that Who the fuck chicks think they are? M-A-D-E pulls bitches cars Hookas better meet us at the bar We ain't gone shop unless its on and pop |
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