Foxy Brown:   Yo, it's the cruel summer, cruel stool in the hummer   With the visor twist back its the #1 stunner   Back on the block with some shit that the cops had banned   I cease niggas like the Taliban   16 in. starelords in the Nautica van, with a fresh pair of filas   and the dappour Dan and gettin' fancy in the shallor from Delancy   and only real New Yorkers will understand me   Wit a good Mavado and a crisp pair of lotto   Now my niggas up in omm at the bar holdin' bottles   It's not for real, wit other niggas followin'    Bet they try to see us, but they never gonne be us now,   The love is gone and the foolin' is done   And if they ain't about they money, bet them niggas gettin oned and,   Take big poppa back to the slums   Ain't nothin' far, show yu how to do this Hun....      Chorus:   (Cruel) cruel summer   Leaving me here on my own, it's a cruel   (It's a cruel) cruel summer   Now your gone      Foxy Brown:   Uh...oh, here comes Foxx again   And we knockin' bitches out the box again   Got the rap game all locked again   Like the Ill Nana days, I'm still not afraid   Dropped Chyna Doll, which y'all happened to love    Then, Broken Silence put me back in the club   Then I gave it some time, now i'm the one to come up   Catch, The Fever this summer, i'm 'bout to run the summer   Every rotation, every rotation 3,000 spins we about to win   It's gonna be more hits, we'll see more stat   A little, Dior this and Dior that   They like, Foxx stay stylin' like she all that   I never worry, I styles in Behrberry now   Usually i'm on some grimmy shit, but,...   Let's take it bak to summer 96', come on...      Chorus:   (Cruel) cruel summer   Leaving me here on my own, it's a cruel   (It's a cruel) cruel summer    Now your gone      Foxy Brown:   (They like Foxx, OK)   And now they tellin me,   Whoa lil' mama, let me holla at you   We could keep this on the low lil' mama   Now look hommie i'm out of your budget   And, supportin' Foxx is not in your budget,    Plus, Anything I want, ain't hard to have    Soon as I drop a joint, people startin' to BLAB   Talk about they seen me trying to park the Naaav   I don't even drive, I give them Cars to Gav, now....      (Cruel) cruel summer   Leaving me here on my own, it's a cruel   (It's a cruel) cruel summer   Now your gone....