作曲 : J.C. Olivier/Sean Carter/Samuel Barnes Fox boogie brown is bad as hell Battle anybody I dont care if you tell I excel, they all fell Suited in chanel, fox brown will rock the bells Cmon, uhh, rock bells, ill The firm, cmon, ride along baby Whattup da da, yo! Me and my firm benos, rhyme to the death The mahogany mami, and shine like pledge Wouldnt suggest you try me, verses like guillani What? I hurt it on purpose like bonnie From the bottom to the t-o, p we flow C.o.d., cash on delivery Foxy ery-body watch me now Got these rap cats mad cant stop me now See the slanted eyes rise when I knock thee down I got one question for yall, haha, papi how? We dont playa hate we regulate in this camp Yall do whatcha can, we do what yall cant Amazing like luther once the beats looped up Rock the bi-dells and tore your whole group up Its ill like na na when it feel like drama Boy, me and the click roll tight like ganja See me primadonna, breakin the nails Here come the game of game, to get the cake and we bail Know you tryin to get the picture but the frame is frail We gettin richer, you wish you ran game this well Rock the bells, uhh Some players like it, and some of them dont Cause I make a lot of cash and they girlfriends wont Fox brawl swing in hell gonna rock the bells All you other mcs cant do this well, rock the bells Rock the bells, uhh From the, true borough, the b-k too thorough Down in d.c., touch me tease me baby Cmon, you know the tracks I get dumb on Cant front on me, playa haters the sun on I regulate, dan-non, down to ra-mon I swung on hits yall couldnt get run on Brown baby uhh, I been chromed out This aint nuttin new parked benz on out And I flows like, ck one Somethin in they hoes like, she fakes none, aight Im the quintessential, mistress of the instrumental Yall could wait to exhale, ima vent a little Set it off like jada, robbin the bank I got this money thing covered, from the dollar to the franc The pounds to the pence, its like hustlin backwards Nuttin yall said made a ounce of sense My moves be calculated, documented No matter what you sell, I got you in a minute Take a lot at your charts, watch me climb Turn it upside down, six digits to nine Inside out got reversable rhymes We could go pop widdit or run the block widdit Never before done til the firm did it If it aint for the paper then nah we not with it Got to stay driven so we can stay drivin Boom to my whole crew, gotta pull a diamond See me lookin hot in the crop tercel Gettin richer, you wish you ran game this well Rock the bells Uhh, is it raw Uhh, uh-huh, to the core, uhh Ima give it to ya raw, give your more, uhh Uh-huh, like that, yeah, cmon, rock the bells Rock the bells Rock the bells Rock the bells