Foxy Brown - Na Na Be Like lyrics

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A and Loc

(99 Def Jam)

Tell me what y'all want, whoa

Ugh, anybody want it?

Come see me, what?

Neno, I said it, Fame

I flows sicker like

Tote quicker like

Na Na pop (shit) like spit hotness

Chicks love to gossip

Catch me in my crop (shit) like

I spit flames Na Na

What's my name, Na Na

Like I am that chick Prada want bitch

Rude gal I bop holder

Big gat, big things, Taiwan like

I'm undisputed

Know y'all got to bow when you see

What's my name? Na Na

Like I'm that chick pushing big six

Little broad 5 foot talk bigness like

See my clique ride big stiff

Like swiss hole you know? handcuff (shit) like

Supremeness, y'all broads is ancient

I'll bank your whole wrist

Top draft pick like

I'm the Prince Nasheem of this (shit)

Come test me and leave with your vest swiss cheese like

[1] - Na Na be like

Floorless ice wrists

Sassy ass chick I started this here

Na Na be like

Sexy with class

Got your man in the corner try-na freak my whoa! (oh)

Na Na be like

Holdin' it down

All my thugs screaming Fox when I come around

Na Na be like

Running this here

Gonna have you broke chicks all running this year, whoa

My wrist think, light gray (shit)

Call me Sun-splash heir, pure wetness, whoa

I switched up, put the six up

Everybody want chopsticks, rock bold wrists, whoa

I've done this, spit hotness

Na Na tote big fifth

What's my name? Na Na, whoa

It's my cat they could come lick

On my breast that they all wanna come kiss, whoa

It's on me they see when they want truthness

It's you that they see when they want bull (shit), whoa

It's my car that they wanna go get

On my rock that they wanna come stick, whoa

I'm the chick that'll drop my (shit)

Before I leave y'all (niggas) wan' pay nice price whoa

It's my life that they wanna live like

It's my flow that honey wanna sound like, whoa

[Repeat 1]

Snitches wanna test my aim

I spray sick like lunatic

You better keep pushin' your (shit) back

You not threat me yet, you wanna try Na Na?

Pure gun shot, I need a Punani-dani

Me and shop with a boy not proportionate

Even idiot, can still ride, come and whoop that

Eh, eh, Na Na talk greasy what?

Eh, eh, and who's the ass wanna see me

My diamonds is Blue Streak

You Tito brand, money wash my hands, soprano style

Nubian Chanel purse

You think you're nice then sneak behind my verse

So bow down what's my name

Na Na Like, Na Na Like

[Repeat 1 till end]