We Makin’ It Foxy Brown (Ft. Pretty Boy)

[Intro]
Yo, turn me up

[Verse 1: Foxy Brown]
What ya'll know bout bangin' out?
Till there's nothin' left stash box mag 4s all up in the dashboards
Look, ya'll think we get this cash for?
We gon' front till we die
Throw that money in the sky homie
I rock them Louis' ya'll know already
But it's necessary I styles in Burberry
Young Fox I run hip-hop
Niggas know them hits won't stop bet them clips will pop
Bet I be in that big body Rover
Frontin' hard in the squad L-V on the loafers
And I'm an ill bitch I'm styled like I'm 'posed to
Niggas in the bin gettin' right off my posters
In the pearl white hatch back, black
Got my swagger back and I don't know how to act nigga
My groove is on my team is strong
Hey yo Gav please bring them motherfuckin' horns in

[Hook: Young Gavin]
This is what we came to do
Gettin' money playboy we ain't playin' wit' you
Who the one that got the streets on lock
Somebody better call the cops
What we doin' huh?
We makin' it
Fever hit
Ya'll know it's Fox
She keeps it hot