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Foxy Brown

Inga DeCarlo Fung Marchand (born September 6, 1978), better known by her stage name Foxy Brown, is an American rapper known for her solo work as well as numerous collaborations with other artists and her brief stint as part of hip hop music group The Firm. Raised in Brooklyn, New York, her father Keith Stahler abandoned the family at a young age to pursue his career at ERAC records. Her albums include Ill Na Na in 1996, followed by Chyna Doll in 1999, and Broken Silence in 2001. She also performed on the 1997 self-titled album by the Firm, the only album to be released by that group to date. Throughout her career, Brown has held an extensive arrest record and served some time in jail. more »

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2001

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While he was scheming
I was beamin' in the Beamer, just beamin'
Can't believe that I caught my man cheatin'
So I found another way to make him pay for it all

So I went
To Neiman-Marcus on a shopping spree
And on the way I grabbed Soley and Mia
And as the cash box rang I thought everything away

(Oops) There goes the dreams we used to say
(Oops) There goes the time we spent away
(Oops) There goes the love I had but you cheated on me
And that's worth that now

(Oops) There goes the house we made a home
(Oops) There goes you'll never leave me alone
(Oops) For all the lies you told, this is what you owe

Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buck-wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Put your hands on his cash and spend it to the last dime
For all the hard times

Oh, when you go then everything goes
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you better let him know that if he messed up 
You gotta hit 'em up

While he was braggin'
I was coming down the hill and just draggin'
All his pictures and his clothes in the bag and
Sold everything else till there was just nothin' left

And I paid
All the bills about a month too late
It's a shame we have to play these games
The love we had just fades away, away

(Oops) There goes the dreams we used to say
(Oops) There goes the time we spent away
(Oops) There goes the love I had but you cheated on me
And that's worth that now

(Oops) There goes the house we made a home
(Oops) There goes you'll never leave me alone
(Oops) For all the lies you told, this is what you owe

Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buck-wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Put your hands on his cash and spend it to the last dime 
For all the hard times

Oh, when you go then everything goes
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you better let him know that
If he messed up you gotta hit 'em up

Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buck-wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Put your hands on his cash and spend it to the last dime 
For all the hard times

Oh, when you go then everything goes
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you better let him know that
If he messed up you gotta hit 'em up

All of the dreams you sold
Left me out in the cold
What happened to the days when
We used to trust each other

And all of the things I sold
Will take you until you get old
To get 'em back without me
'Cause it might be better then money or sex

Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buck-wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Put your hands on his cash and 

Oh, when you go then everything goes
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you better let him know that
If he messed up you gotta hit 'em up

Hey ladies
Hey ladies
Hey ladies
Hey ladies, yeah
Woah
Oh
Oh oh
Oh no
Oh yeah
If he messed up you gotta hit 'em up

Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buck-wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Put your hands on his cash and

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