Murda Mami Rick Ross (Ft. Foxy Brown)

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[Intro: Rick Ross & Foxy Brown]
Yeah
Uh
Pussies don't get pussy
Ooh
Brooklyn
Uh-huh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Kind of short, dark-skinned, she a fly lil' bitch (Foxy)
Be up in all them clubs spillin' Dom P and shit
Know the boy stunt, Jonathan Kelsey clutch
Yves Saint Laurent fonts on her bags to the pumps
G's love her aura, Balenciaga fedora
Lame niggas bore her, struttin' like she Kimora
She'll take a kilo and stuff it up in the Gucci
Brick of that raw, stash it between her coochie
Niggas treat her like an OG
First bitch in the hood with the Bentley Coupe GT
Brooklyn is the team, Alexander McQueen
Bustin' down a bird and balance it with a beam
5'5", slanted eyes, bitch walk is mean
Boucheron bracelets and Armani jeans
They're called skinny, my bitch is like a rasta with it
Black car, red bottoms, only mobster in it

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