... Foxy Brown rap ...
Yeah, Uh, Yeah
Y'all know y'all see us in the Benz or that Rover
Fresh pair of And 1's, Louis pullover
Whole city locked
Just like I always told you (uh-huh)
If it ain't Boogie, believe me, she a rookie
You know how Fox drop it
Dig up in they pockets
Pussy get lost, treat that nigga like a jump-off
They act shady, this nigga must be crazy
My girl sells units like Michael in the 80's (ugh)

Utada:
What am I supposed to do
i don't want to be your referee
but anytime tonight I'm gonna
blow my whistle soon
hold my breath turn blue
till it's time to be your referee
later on tonight I'll let you
blow my whistle too

Cast your vote on me
save that seat for me
just place your bets on me
stop gettin' high of of jealousy
whether you are ready or not
i'm coming with all that I've got
then while you decide
we are undefined

My instinct says I ought to keep you free
and my mother says men dislike stability
my instinct says I ought to keep you free
but I don't dislike exclusivity

What am I supposed to do
i don't want to be your referee
but anytime tonight I'm gonna
blow my whistle soon
hold my breath turn blue
till it's time to be your referee
later on tonight I'll let you
blow my whistle too

Scared to show or tell
keep what you just felt
a secret to yourself
i'm gettin' tired of mysteries
even though I say they do not
the games you play hurt me a lot
when there's none to play
will you go or stay

My instinct says I ought to disagree
when my mother says men will leave eventually
nothin lasts forever I agree
but I wouldn't mind the possibility

What am I supposed to do
i don't want to be your referee
but anytime tonight I'm gonna
blow my whistle soon
hold my breath turn blue
till it's time to be your referee
later on tonight I'll let you
blow my whistle too

... Foxy Brown rap ...
Live from BK, dippin' on the freeway (uh-huh)
Visor twisted back with a couple wild cats (oowww!)
Bunch of loose goons, Keep the muzzle on 'em
We all 7-tre, who the fluck wan' what? (ayye!)
I numbs 'em like cocaine raw
Starvin' like you part of the V-8 this fall
Homes, in many places, but I'm Brooklyn's own
Bet I, keeps it poppin', keeps they shoulders lockin'
La-Di-Da-Di in the party, nigga
Up ya yen, fuck you lockin' for a pen?
I just came to bone
Reputation ill, stay on chrome
I'm like E.T. beotch, no phone home
Gavin always told me, Boogie, watch ya paper
Keep it low, bubbles flow, niggaz, catch the vapors
Fox, Hikaru, in the Cadillac blue
2 Live, Shawn ain't got no ma's, beotch!

What am I supposed to do
i don't want to be your referee
but anytime tonight I'm gonna
blow my whistle soon
hold my breath turn blue
till it's time to be your referee
later on tonight I'll let you
blow my whistle too

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Thanks to (Shawn) for correcting these lyrics. Jan 29, 2008