Can You Feel Me Baby Lyrics
| Song | Can You Feel Me Baby |
| Artist | Foxy Brown |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Album | Chyna Doll |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| My peoples is watching you, watching me | |
| Lots of envy and hate is what it got to be | |
| I heard you tryin' to destroy my whole monopoly | |
| But if i take it to your face, you 'gon cop a plea | |
| I know it, but it's cool, i know to watch you close | |
| And if it comes to extremes i always got my toast | |
| But you don't know that i know that you's a evil nigga | |
| Cuz i'm laughin' and frontin' like i believe you, nigga | |
| You be thinkin' you fresh in your moschino wear | |
| And if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be nowhere | |
| Huh, even ya crew knows you just too soft | |
| I'm just waitin' for the right time to cut you off, for real | |
| So keep thinkin' forever you'll be down | |
| But if you know this 'bout you, you betta kill me now | |
| I'm sayin' 50 percent of my niggaz think it's them | |
| And if you think it ain't you, you betta think again | |
| Uh... | |
| 1 - niggaz i roll with | |
| Niggaz i stole with | |
| Niggaz that hold shit | |
| Niggaz that blow chicks, can you feel me baby? | |
| (when you inside me pretty) | |
| Can i trust you baby? | |
| (i never lie pretty) | |
| Plus you stay jiggy | |
| (you keep me fly pretty) | |
| And i'mma treat you like my fifth on my side baby | |
| And i'mma take you on some trips to the sky baby | |
| And no matter what we do (ya know ya mine baby) | |
| [foxy brown] | |
| If it ain't my dogs, i ain't fuckin' with 'em, shit | |
| Bitches ain't my crew? i ain't fuckin' with 'em | |
| Think i trust ya'll canivin' bitches, starvin' bitches | |
| Always got ya eyes on my wrist-ass bitches | |
| Think cuz a bitch rap i won't lay out bitches | |
| Down with the 4 pound, and spray out bitches | |
| Everything ain't rap, ya'll is some snake-ass bitches | |
| I ain't playin' with all ya'll hoes, ok, ya'll bitches? | |
| Swing back through the hood, got the game back | |
| Niggaz front the bodega, yellin' "fox get ya name back, baby" | |
| Brooklyn nigga, bet our stash you | |
| Young chicks ballers since tailors and lee patches, 'member that? | |
| Quarter juices, 3 quarter buy my gooses | |
| Two finger rings with ya two-tone jeans, frontin' like it's nuthin' | |
| When everybody was born, now ya hold's fallin' | |
| And wanna knock 'me for mines | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| [pretty boy] | |
| Uh, now i wonda, am i at my peak? | |
| Is it just a dream or are they really after me? | |
| Is it real? you never know what lies ahead of you | |
| I'm kinda young but my heart beats irregular | |
| What do i do? do i sit here and die slow? | |
| They tried to kill me mixin' angeldust and hydro' | |
| My eyes closed, what i'm sayin' must be sinkin' in | |
| And if it didn't nigga, take ya time and think again | |
| Uh... | |
| Repeat 1 until fade |
| My peoples is watching you, watching me | |
| Lots of envy and hate is what it got to be | |
| I heard you tryin' to destroy my whole monopoly | |
| But if i take it to your face, you ' gon cop a plea | |
| I know it, but it' s cool, i know to watch you close | |
| And if it comes to extremes i always got my toast | |
| But you don' t know that i know that you' s a evil nigga | |
| Cuz i' m laughin' and frontin' like i believe you, nigga | |
| You be thinkin' you fresh in your moschino wear | |
| And if it wasn' t for me, you wouldn' t be nowhere | |
| Huh, even ya crew knows you just too soft | |
| I' m just waitin' for the right time to cut you off, for real | |
| So keep thinkin' forever you' ll be down | |
| But if you know this ' bout you, you betta kill me now | |
| I' m sayin' 50 percent of my niggaz think it' s them | |
| And if you think it ain' t you, you betta think again | |
| Uh... | |
| 1 niggaz i roll with | |
| Niggaz i stole with | |
| Niggaz that hold shit | |
| Niggaz that blow chicks, can you feel me baby? | |
| when you inside me pretty | |
| Can i trust you baby? | |
| i never lie pretty | |
| Plus you stay jiggy | |
| you keep me fly pretty | |
| And i' mma treat you like my fifth on my side baby | |
| And i' mma take you on some trips to the sky baby | |
| And no matter what we do ya know ya mine baby | |
| foxy brown | |
| If it ain' t my dogs, i ain' t fuckin' with ' em, shit | |
| Bitches ain' t my crew? i ain' t fuckin' with ' em | |
| Think i trust ya' ll canivin' bitches, starvin' bitches | |
| Always got ya eyes on my wristass bitches | |
| Think cuz a bitch rap i won' t lay out bitches | |
| Down with the 4 pound, and spray out bitches | |
| Everything ain' t rap, ya' ll is some snakeass bitches | |
| I ain' t playin' with all ya' ll hoes, ok, ya' ll bitches? | |
| Swing back through the hood, got the game back | |
| Niggaz front the bodega, yellin' " fox get ya name back, baby" | |
| Brooklyn nigga, bet our stash you | |
| Young chicks ballers since tailors and lee patches, ' member that? | |
| Quarter juices, 3 quarter buy my gooses | |
| Two finger rings with ya twotone jeans, frontin' like it' s nuthin' | |
| When everybody was born, now ya hold' s fallin' | |
| And wanna knock ' me for mines | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| pretty boy | |
| Uh, now i wonda, am i at my peak? | |
| Is it just a dream or are they really after me? | |
| Is it real? you never know what lies ahead of you | |
| I' m kinda young but my heart beats irregular | |
| What do i do? do i sit here and die slow? | |
| They tried to kill me mixin' angeldust and hydro' | |
| My eyes closed, what i' m sayin' must be sinkin' in | |
| And if it didn' t nigga, take ya time and think again | |
| Uh... | |
| Repeat 1 until fade |
| My peoples is watching you, watching me | |
| Lots of envy and hate is what it got to be | |
| I heard you tryin' to destroy my whole monopoly | |
| But if i take it to your face, you ' gon cop a plea | |
| I know it, but it' s cool, i know to watch you close | |
| And if it comes to extremes i always got my toast | |
| But you don' t know that i know that you' s a evil nigga | |
| Cuz i' m laughin' and frontin' like i believe you, nigga | |
| You be thinkin' you fresh in your moschino wear | |
| And if it wasn' t for me, you wouldn' t be nowhere | |
| Huh, even ya crew knows you just too soft | |
| I' m just waitin' for the right time to cut you off, for real | |
| So keep thinkin' forever you' ll be down | |
| But if you know this ' bout you, you betta kill me now | |
| I' m sayin' 50 percent of my niggaz think it' s them | |
| And if you think it ain' t you, you betta think again | |
| Uh... | |
| 1 niggaz i roll with | |
| Niggaz i stole with | |
| Niggaz that hold shit | |
| Niggaz that blow chicks, can you feel me baby? | |
| when you inside me pretty | |
| Can i trust you baby? | |
| i never lie pretty | |
| Plus you stay jiggy | |
| you keep me fly pretty | |
| And i' mma treat you like my fifth on my side baby | |
| And i' mma take you on some trips to the sky baby | |
| And no matter what we do ya know ya mine baby | |
| foxy brown | |
| If it ain' t my dogs, i ain' t fuckin' with ' em, shit | |
| Bitches ain' t my crew? i ain' t fuckin' with ' em | |
| Think i trust ya' ll canivin' bitches, starvin' bitches | |
| Always got ya eyes on my wristass bitches | |
| Think cuz a bitch rap i won' t lay out bitches | |
| Down with the 4 pound, and spray out bitches | |
| Everything ain' t rap, ya' ll is some snakeass bitches | |
| I ain' t playin' with all ya' ll hoes, ok, ya' ll bitches? | |
| Swing back through the hood, got the game back | |
| Niggaz front the bodega, yellin' " fox get ya name back, baby" | |
| Brooklyn nigga, bet our stash you | |
| Young chicks ballers since tailors and lee patches, ' member that? | |
| Quarter juices, 3 quarter buy my gooses | |
| Two finger rings with ya twotone jeans, frontin' like it' s nuthin' | |
| When everybody was born, now ya hold' s fallin' | |
| And wanna knock ' me for mines | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| pretty boy | |
| Uh, now i wonda, am i at my peak? | |
| Is it just a dream or are they really after me? | |
| Is it real? you never know what lies ahead of you | |
| I' m kinda young but my heart beats irregular | |
| What do i do? do i sit here and die slow? | |
| They tried to kill me mixin' angeldust and hydro' | |
| My eyes closed, what i' m sayin' must be sinkin' in | |
| And if it didn' t nigga, take ya time and think again | |
| Uh... | |
| Repeat 1 until fade |
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