No Ones Lyrics by Foxy Brown

No Ones Lyrics

    'member mossy, 'member the sweet dreams
    'member the cocoa leaves, 'member sega gene-sis
    Now we live in love like genovese, stash twenty g's ease
    Crib in belize please, forever cheese
    Crib all fresh high-tech nigga, art deco
    In the villa room, sippin demi sec, ohh?
    Seperate the classiest from the nastiest
    Bugs, on some ninety-six ill shit
    Niggaz used to rock swatches and style 'member?
    Now they 'bezle on the rolexes chips like december
    In havana, the cabana, copa
    Now fox is flippin more chips than oprah
    Lizard skin sofa, ice flooded don
    Like imelda marcos, the donness, i be the peron
    Pure precon foot action tone
    Like the brax-ton, fox nigga get your smash on

    *sung chorus*
    No one's gonna love you, the way i do
    Nobody, i can love you better
    No one's gonna love you, the way i do
    Nobody, baby your best bet is me

    It was the floss thang, for them niggaz to thug walk thang
    And for the chips, reebokses and new york thang
    Small thang, and to the hottest, goddess
    Caramel skin-tel, try this, and die the hardest
    Heartless, it was cool to shoot skully
    He's remind me, something like r. kelly
    Back in the days, maxes and cresses
    Now it's 6's with chrome rellies, and bbses
    Undress this, no deal, no skills off this
    And from where i was holdin, before this
    Bad chick before all this, peep the wrist action
    Fendi sell ices around the bezelle
    No sale, suited up in bendel, boogie
    Oh well, could tell, i floss well, uhh
    Peep the hustle, steamed shrimps and mussels
    Lampin, in the hamptons, quarter mile from russell's

    *chorus*

    If we was all don like demarco, runnin crazy
    Niggaz, won't be haters, ballin, like briqueze
    Presedential suites at ramada, in nevada
    Cheese like ricotta nigga, bet i'm droppin
    Twenty g's on roulette, playa, what you bet?
    The cris have a nigga trippin wet, uhhhh
    Seven figs on a bet, 84 be 48
    Five on the plate, high stake, indo
    Bet they went from pujos to pushin benz-o's
    Dippin on a van whip with the dipped lorenzo's
    The sassiest, mahogany brown
    Switch from, rockin lottoes to coppin movados
    Peep the mix like mulatto, feel on
    Tryin to chill on the ville sit back and get these mill-ions
    Yeah, now you ballin, please
    Your stash wasn't swollen till my dough started rollin

    *chorus*

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