Intro: Pretty Boy (Foxy Brown)      Yo (uh huh)   Don Pooh (yeah) '97 (uhh)   Hah (Firm) Pretty Boy '97 (new shit)   Fox Boogie '97 (Fox)   Yeah (uh yeah) Funkmaster Flex (yeah)   Yeah Brook-lyn yo      Verse One: Pretty Boy      20 foot celeings with that rough leather sofa   Gucci loafers, spendin' weeks at the Stofa   Motels makin' slow Moe's turnin' L's   With Towana, fuckin' in the sauna   Pretty Boy steady blowin' backs out   And if your man front, gotta pull the gat out   Now he laid out, cause I sprayed out   Pussy Clyde on the played out   Over some ass, you DOA'd out   Ya'll can play in the low Inkeim houses   While I got the crib and the Benz one thousand      Verse Two: Foxy Brown      Tight like Dee Dee, offi-cal   Demi Sec plays, I lays and shakes the ass all day   Lay low, in the cream cheese Bently   And shake those, artifi-cal   I'm Dom P, she was Fay yo   Five carats to lay low, E-D   Type speedy, you see me, I'm straight 3-D   You PD, and why, you straight semi   I'm semie, on the Medi, CK-1 and fakes none, da da   Yo Flex, word on the street is uh, you set that mix tape shit straight   Let me bless that, priMadonna of rap   Black and Philipine, well up to Brooklyn   And my muthafuckin' Firm team   What up baby boys, it's love   Keep it cocked, Firm chill, your rap princess got it locked   And uh, see the, rap star, mama seita   My 9 maticle greater, lit it up like cheeber   It's our world, what you think   To make it real simple, we do what ya'll can't, point blank, uhh