Foxy Brown, Method Man - Ill Na Na lyrics

One time
Huh, all up in you like a bone when I
Johnny Blaze the Iron Lung
Foxy Brown the Ill Na Na (yeah, c'mon)
Destination (C'mon, c'mon) , plat'

Yo, Na Na so Ill, first week out
Shipped a half a mil', niggas freaked out
She's all about sex, pardon, check your facts
And the track record, I'm all about plaques
Shaking my ass half naked, lovin' this life
Waitin' for Kim album to drop
Knowin' it's tight standing center stage
Closin' the show holdin' a gat
Since you opened up
I know you're hoping it's wack
Niggas screamin' my name on record
Straight wildin'
Maybe I'll answer back when you
Reach a hundred thousand
This is ladies night, and the Mercedes tight
When I'm coming home? Maybe tonight
Leave my food by the microwave
Kiss the baby goodnight
It's my time to shine, it's playtime tonight
'Member tryna stand my ground
Know when I fall
I left your ass home alone, hopin' I call

Who got the illest pussy on the planet?
Sugar walls comin' down, niggas
Can't stand it, the Ill Na Na
True Absolut Vodka, straight shots
For the has-beens and have nots, dollar
Dollar bill, and it don't stop, we movin' up
First the mansion, then the yacht
Sound proper straight cash get got
Bloodhounds tryna hunt down the Brown Fox
The Ill Na Na

No more sexin' me all night
Thinkin' it's alright
While I'm lookin over your shoulder
Watching the hall light
You hate when it's a ball, right? Ladies
This ain't handball
Nigga, hit these walls right
Before I call Mike
In the morning when it's all bright
Eggs over-easy hope you have my shit tight
When I open my eyes
While I'm eating getting dressed up
This ain't your pad
I left some money on the dresser
Find you a cab
No more, sharin' our pain, sharin' our maid
It's time to outslick niggas
Ladies sharin' our game
Put it in high gear, flip the eyewear
Nas ruled the world, but now it's my year
And from here on, I solemnly swear
To hold my own like Pee
Wee in a movie theater (Uh, uh)
Yeah, I don't need a man's wealth (yeah)
But I can do bad by my damn self
(Self) , and, uh

Who got the illest pussy on the planet?
Sugar walls comin' down, niggas
Can't stand it, the Ill Na Na
True Absolut Vodka, straight shots
For the has-beens and have nots, dollar
Dollar bill, and it don't stop, we movin' up
First the mansion, then the yacht
Sound proper straight cash get got
Bloodhounds tryna hunt down the Brown Fox
The Ill Na Na

Uh, vodka not, not
Dollar, dollar, stop c'mon, c'mon, yah
It's the Ill Na Na

No more waitin' to exhale
We takin' deep breaths
Ladies take this all from Fox, repeat this
Love thyself, put no one above thee
'Cause ain't nobody gon' love me like me
If he don't do the right thing like Spike Lee
Bye bye, wifey, make him lose his Nikes
(Uh, uh) hit the road (yeah)
Mommy told me in order to find a prince
You gotta kiss some toads

Who got the illest pussy on the planet?
Sugar walls comin' down, niggas
Can't stand it, the Ill Na Na
True Absolut Vodka, straight shots
For the has-beens and have nots, dollar
Dollar bill, and it don't stop, we movin' up
First the mansion, then the yacht
Sound proper straight cash get got
Bloodhounds tryna hunt down the Brown Fox
The Ill Na Na