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I Can't Lyrics

Artist: Foxy Brown

[Intro]
Uh, y'know, uh, Boogie Brwon uh-uh, uh
How d'you expect to get lucky, when I can't even trust you
Huh, uh...

[Verse 1]
So he played you, right, shot a little game then he blazed you, right
Talkin' 'bout he was goin' make you wife, then make you right
In the last two scenes it was heart break life
He fooled you girl, pussy is power, let me school you girl
Don't get up off it 'till he move you girl
And let no lame nigga rule your world, or screw you girl
I got 'em hatin' me, throws the pussy down, keep 'em chasin' me
Basically, niggas game a lot so bet I game back
It makes a nigga think that I came a lot
And I change the plot, when we was at --?--, that chain was hot
Is he on or what, niggas cop the broach in the double R
And you got the notes, so I know you not broke nigga

Chorus [Total & Foxy]
(I ain't fuckin' wit' you)
I can't rock with you no more
(You got some bull shit)
(How can I love you, can't even trust you) x2

[Verse 2]
I got 'em mad at Fox, 'fore I let a nigga just stab the box
I gotta have some rocks, even then, all I do is get they asses hot
Then I ask them, 'when was the last time you had some twot?'
Put 'em right in his place, --?-- him right down, shake it right in his
face
You like the waist? bye the way baby boy would you like a taste?
Let me tell you what I need on those lisence plates
Property of Mohogany Brown, sent to knock on the balcony while you knock me
down
You wanna, break me off without cakin' me off
Then expect a bitch to be faithfull to y'alls
The next nigga coppin' me bag straight from D'ior
Prada shoes thats the bomb straight outta Milan
And I'm about that money, no need to pretend
Why don't you, holler at me when you ready to spend

Chorus

[Verse 3]
Without as much game as yours, and I can spit it nigga
Same shawls, same shoes, same cars,
Ain't like a chick, ain't bawlin' or soft, can you give me mo' then I'm
holding myself
I ain't tryin' to trick on no dick, I ain't tryin' to have no cat laid up
in my shit
Had the next bitch played up in my six, giggling, dizzy as shit, is it sick
I'm what a nigga would love to have, chick with her own nice tits, nice ass
Nice attitude, even though I'm ice bad, these are still quite fast
You left the wife gaf 'coz you knew that I'd come out
Ready to dumb out, and house you, simple put it down for my niggas
And I ain't goin' front I'm about my ends, so
Holler at me when you ready to spend

Chorus x2

[Total]
I can't, rock you, no more
(No more...) Say it again, say it again
I can't, rock you, no more,
Say it again, say it again, say it again, say it again
I can't, rock you, no more, (No more...)
I can't, rock you, no more
Say it again, say it again, say it again, say it again

Chorus (Total without Foxy) till fade...

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