Search results for 'Clyde+Brown'

Fallin'

Foxy Brown

Broken Silence

2001

cowards alive
Fox Brown, Bonnie minus the Clyde
And today I'mma make this one promise to God
Even if I go wood, I'mma keep it so hood
And I got chills

or brandy the boy ain’t mine 
What bitch u know eat french fries, while she fried?
Alpa chick u bonnie nigga, i’m more clyde 

Niggas turn chris brown.. make

you bad in my
Bad in my
Up top
Less talking on the cellphone
Let's duck off, lay low
We can shut the city down
Bonnie & Clyde but we both brown
Bad

karma yeah
All your wins only make you go harder yeah
Bonnie Clyde like we Knowles Carter yeah
Brown skin royalty you Princess Tiana yeah

This is what

almost had it all
in his short life
he had three heroes
in his mind
don gay, pecas brown
and his father clyde
he was a young man
with a bunch of dreams
he

Miss Bonnie and Mister Clyde

Joe Ely

Happy Songs from Rattlesnake Gulch

2007

long and lean and brown
Pulls up to the curb beside me and rolls their window down
A man throws me a dollar and I asked him what's that for
A pack

Brown sugar, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I lick you like brown sugar, make me right
Brown sugar, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

You got me lost inside of my mind
Feel like a trance you slowing down time
Head in the clouds your eyes so divine
Hazelnut brown they glimmer they

skin tone's brown
She wanna do Bonnie and Clyde up town
But I just wanna jeet and
Skeet out in my gown
This sweet one got drip like me
Looking boujee,

Swerving side to side
I can be your Clyde
Cmon baby hop up in here let's go for a ride
Baby you decide
Promise that you can confide
Pour one in her

Pussy And I ain’t gone Chase it and I’m on Brown  and I ain’t gonna chase I want your Pussy And I ain’t gone Chase it and I’m on Brown  and I ain’t gonna

or flight
Gave us labels there is a lie that underlies
She my ride or die thirty nine Bonnie and Clyde
Bitch will not play no role got me on both sides
Roll

dirt
Still end up clean
James Brown
Became a sex machine
Pull up
And pull up
Running out of gas
You can fuel up
Need a fix
I can tune-up
How it is
When

jam us
Big Willie style! Can only jiggy with the iller shit to get around
True
My cup is filled with dark
I take my liquor and my women brown
She drove,

EDP 445, EDP 445, EDP 445, EDP 445, EDP 445, is not alive, he got shot by a dude named
Clyde
EDP, EDP 445, EDP 445, EDP 445, EDP 445, 445, bitch imma

she made my world turn
She the Bonnie to my Clyde
She gone shoot I'll skurt
I got loyalty and love
2 to 1 it could work
She got brown hair
And it's

She like how a nigga get freaky
She like when I eat it
I love when she moaning

She say that she down for the ride
We Bonnie and Clyde
We live in

We both rock bands and both tote heavy metal
So big, I'm ready to die for it
Disrespect who? Bonnie and Clyde for it
She keep that ruger by the thigh

a sandwich
I swear I love my life I light another one then pass it yeah

She down with me how she hold me down
And she ride with me Bonnie to my Clyde
She down

Let me take control
Cuz I know I make you whole
Let me take control
Cuz I want you by my side
Bonny, bonny to my Clyde 
Let me get lost in your eyes

I think i fell in love with a pretty brown skin baby
She said i fell in love with your pretty dark skin daddy
Open up that Hennessy
Pour it up, lets

We're on Fire

Foxy Brown

Brooklyn's Don Diva

2008

[Foxy Brown]
No. 1 Baby
Blackhand, Movado
Gangsta
I gotta do this with my stylin' voice
Ayo

[Verse 1: Foxy Brown]
See its the Louboutin'

Cause we doin' it better
Brown eyes dukesh si goddess ma bella
Ya we movin together
Oh, sa mungon
Cause we doin' it better
Brown eyes dukesh si

Posting with the niggas
Blazing up the sticka
If I wanna party
Then I'm sipping on that vodka
If we're jonesing then brown liquor
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