The Promise Lyrics by Foxy Brown

The Promise Lyrics

    [foxy] uhh, uh-huh, firm
    [havoc] infamous
    [foxy] the brook-lyn, q-b

    *chorus*
    [foxy] my mind is the drama, that got me lookin back
    [both] constant
    [foxy] some don shit, foxy, get ready to
    [both] bomb shit
    [foxy] blink a eye, missed the comment
    The calmest, it's not a threat, it's a promise, yeah

    Verse one: foxy brown

    Who be the, mahogany, mami, the slanted eyes
    Hold it down, boogie fox, you bitch niggaz strip
    You web niggaz dead on, get fucked and wet on
    Shitted on, i want a low, fuckin wit don
    Like ronald, thirty inch, fortistrano
    Mill-ion, sophisticado, ill movado
    The firm's baby girl, my fam be my whole world
    It figures, cause she'd die for them niggaz
    Doe or die status, ma-ma be the baddest
    From brook-lyn to queensbrige, it's pure havoc, havoc
    We on a job, fuckin wit mobb
    They had the drop on em, the slanted eyes peep the rocks on em
    He kinda jig, and he bubblin big
    Dig a hole holdin, so's watch his cash start foldin
    And bet though, twenty g craps wet though
    Nas you shoulda seen the nigga jet though
    Had it on blast, shoulda seen me shakin all of my ass
    Of course me, i threw the gas, thug nigga turnin real saucy
    Firm lay low i'ma play if you say so
    So stay close like i'm bout to twist babe bro
    I laid it down, went a couple of rounds, and tried to flaunt him
    I threw it on him, now he's right where i want him

    Verse two: havoc

    Got my mind in crooked ways
    Saturated up in alize, you ain't a threat nigga
    So get big nigga baby girl crossin over send your soldiers
    Toucha fuck a rusher, this world is colder
    Like a, day in december 25th son i got gift
    From monkey, motherfuckers, that wanna rip
    Get your shit split, pushed back, grill that ass don't look back
    Respect this, like a lexus repo man i took that
    Five cats to death dog, like shop i'm gonna set more
    Handwritten obituaries vocal through my chords
    Lights out... just pull the nines out
    Let's find out, pointin shook ones, they pointin dimes out
    It ain't hard, straight up and down, you get your deck pulled
    My hand is full, of fake niggaz i position
    Expensive intuition fuck a rap competition
    Gat expo, get a grip and never let go
    The tet blows, the rapper noyd said, "that ass is wet though"
    Triple p, paranoid plus petrol
    Scared to death, put the pedal to the metal
    Ghetto connections, audi 4, take your section
    You only get once chance, ain't no second guessin
    We blessin, peepin your style, them never testin
    Lessons of life walk the night witcha weapon

    *chorus reversed, havoc takes the main and foxy joins in
    Starts with "son it's the drama" instead*

    Verse three: foxy brown

    Fox boogs, whattup, they get the jack, what the fuck
    Lucked up, the thug nigga took a l nigga bitched up
    The snake niggaz slither like jake, ain't all great
    Ain't no threat dunn, fuckin with them niggaz that's fake
    They got though, pushin a 850 auto, they sayin nada
    They know the firm gettin nachoes
    Cheddar like whatever, i see money frontin in the land
    I got him, i got me a fuck and his man
    Murderous mami, i threw the kiss, he was hist'
    Oooh, shoulda seen that ill roley on his wrist
    It seem like he fuckin wit cream somethin mean
    You'll be straight with his eight, and dead him on all his heron
    Realistically, papi, is history, mami
    I got this, chill pa pa, let me rock this
    I'm fuckin wit fours to cock this, let me plot this
    Ice he nuttin nice, if he front, take his life
    At the shark bar, fuckin wit duke, him and his mans
    Really frontin boo, got him the red velour filas too
    Here come my niggaz now in the black hummer stuntin
    Yeah that's the firm, jig the fuck up and body sumpin
    Whattup now duke, his eyes cried from the inside
    I seen all of his fears cause he about to fry
    He looked at me, through his right eye, was like
    "mami why?" i felt fucked up, i can't lie
    He was shook, 'mega opened his chest, ain't nuttin left
    But the sky blue land, and that niggaz last breath
    Last breath...

    *chorus, foxy alone all parts* (repeat 2x)

    Yeah, it's not a threat
    Uhh, mobb deep, havoc, and foxy
    Duo, uhh, sick to death baby
    Firm, escobar 600, sosa, mega, ice
    Grand wiz where you at baby?
    Queensbridge, don 'pu
    The whole brook-lyn, pretty boy




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