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letra de get off me (ja rule & eve diss) - foxy brown

[chorus]
get off me (yea)
get off me (oh my god)
get off me (wooh)
get off me (yea, yea)

[verse 1]
get off my d-ck
b-tch stop frontin’ i’m home, ya’ll know i’m not comin’ off this throne (get off me)
call me the female pac, whether y’all like it or not
y’all see this crown here belong to fox, i (get off me)
can’t stop, i won’t lose, i’m brooklyn’s own, i’m not hollywood don’t get us confused and (get off me)
don’t get it twisted, i’m the best that did it, i had y’all b-tches throwin’ on they throwback’s and fitted, whoa (get off me)
fox the wildest, member 106 & park
my throwback had b-tches callin’ there stylist, they (me)
say i walk, stink talk with malice
my reputation is seven and my rhymes is caulis, but (me)
that’s the sh-t i’m on and
think i ain’t hear this f-ggot ass rap dude on doug banks in the mornin’
what kind a real n-gga go at a broad, see the nerve of this coward n-gga, oh my god and (me)
lil man i’m the first b-tch to sign to def jam
how can’t i be the best, i’m from the best man (me)
and before this bullsh-t get sticky
don’t make me have to call the squad with me (me)
to get this crackin’
y’all know fox first reaction, i look at lil eve like a yorkie rappin’ now (me)
i said, jealously i said
got all these rap b-tches mad at me i said, please (me)
the nerve of this bum b-tch eve
how the f-ck you catch a brick with alicia keys, now (get off me)
catch the fev, in stores yes indeed
best believe it’s a classic b-st-rds
[chorus]
get off me
get off me (yea, woooh)
get off me (yea)
get off me (yea)
get off me (yea)

[verse 2]
hope off my off my d-ck, i’m not goin’ toe to toe, i’m still vexed i had to bring y’all flow but (get off me)
y’all can’t do this press sh-t talkin’ reckless, i beg ya pardon, fox the don gorgon and (me)
when y’all reach about five hundred scan not mom and pop gold, see that’s when ya talk bold, been (me)
doin’ the numbers since fifteen years old, i’ve been
doin’ them hummers way before it got cold and still (me)
i run with the same ol squadron
my offer’s still on at the garden (me)
whoa, jay, big, nas, pac and fox the five elite
how you compare me to b-tches this sweet and so (me)
y’all left the hood, remember hollywood
then you sh-tted on your crew the streets can’t respect you homie (me)
explain exactly why b-tches goin’ at me cause to get to the top they go at fox (me)
[?] with that bullsh-t, i roll for delf
no w-nksta industry friends, i earnt my wealth f-cker (me)
so next time you pick up a pen to go at fox remember to cool ya bloodclots sah (get off me)
f-ck y’all think it’s a race
it’s [?] [?] in her bomboclaat place sah (get off me)
how dare you question who write my sh-t
now don’t forget i signed your autograph in ’96 b-tch, yea
[chorus]
get off me
get off me
get off me
get off me
get off me
me
me
me
get off me

- foxy brown

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