How to be a Player movie - Big Bad Mamma lyrics

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Song by Foxy Brown f/ Dru Hill<br /><br>

[Fox] Ahh, Trackmasters<br>

My boo<br>

[Dru] Dru Hill, Foxy<br>

[Fox] Right<br>

[Dru] Ill na na na, Na Na<br>

[Fox] Na Na, uhh, that's the shit<br>

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[Verse One: Foxy Brown]<br>

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Playa haters ery minute wanna stop my dough (uh-huh)<br>

And every other minute wanna rock my flow (you know)<br>

And every third minute, y'all wanna swerve in it<br>

Come quick like a virgin in it... aowwww!<br>

So far, came through this year with no bra<br>

Sheer shirt, shakin my Na Na, this head hurt<br>

Got em strung, let em know I'm like a Icee<br>

for the best effect you got to use your tongue<br>

Find my G-Spot get me hot I'm ill<br>

Foxy, chocolate baby, Got Milk?<br>

Shake that ass like you just don't care<br>

Cause y'all just rookies of the year, what?<br>

Work niggaz, like you one of the live niggaz<br>

Fly niggaz, known to handle a pie nigga<br>

Chick in the, off-white pearl six<br>

on the cellular, gettin them open like Girl 6<br>

It's on<br>

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[Chorus: Dru Hill (with variations)]<br>

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She's a bad mamma jamma<br>

Just as Foxy as can be (as Foxy as can be)<br>

Heyyy, she's a bad mamma jamma<br>

Just as Foxy as can be (as Foxy as she can be)<br>

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[Verse Two: Foxy Brown]<br>

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Player haters ery minute wanna see your clothes (uh-huh)<br>

Then every other minute wanna know what you drove (uhhh)<br>

Then every third minute, wanna know if the fur's rented<br>

That's why I got no time for hoes<br>

It's the Brown Fox, surround blocks, sound nice<br>

See me dressed, D-B-S, Brown rocks<br>

See me just, play the low pro<br>

Got these rap chicks in a chokehold, biotch!<br>

Basically, you're wastin your time hatin me<br>

I'm like one point five, got to make it three<br>

My name will forever ring<br>

Got em screamin "Damn Fox!" on erything, hell yeah<br>

for the paper rip a hot draft<br>

Only for the right dough shorty got that? Still in here<br>

I'll be down when you're goin broke, Ill Na Na<br>

Master Tracks like Tone and Poke, and it's on<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse Three: Foxy Brown]<br>

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Playa haters ery minute wanna shit on wax (uh-huh)<br>

Then every other minute talk behind your back (uh-huh)<br>

Then every third minute wanna rock you Venice and Bourbon<br>

Nah I ain't got time for dat... that's why<br>

I fakes no jacks, I got chips to gain<br>

I'm like Bo Jack baby, I'm hip to the game<br>

I know it well, rock Prada over Chanel<br>

A H-Class hoe with the H. Findel<br>

Rhyme deep in footwear, via Spiga<br>

Like Aaliyah, One in a Million<br>

There's MC's in this rap shit comin in illin<br>

like I did, laid the groundwork for five hits<br>

Member when I told y'all first week out<br>

Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked out<br>

Love yourself, put no one above thee<br>

Cause ain't nobody gon' fuck me like me, it's on<br>

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[Chorus 2X]<br>

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[Dru Hill sings a bunch of na na na's and YAHOO!'s]<br>

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