Foxy Brown - Hooked On You (Trackmaster Remix) lyrics

Intro: Trackmasters (Foxy Brown) Forever (What the deal?) Everything is lovely (Fox Brown baby) Trackmasters remix (Uh what) To the, to the, to the To the, to the, to the beat ya'll Verse 1: Foxy Brown (Silk) *Trackmasters* Ooh poppa let me s** you Fox Brown, uh, romance ya Quick to trance ya *To the beat ya'll* Gucci down wit the cheddah Slanted eyes, chinked Three quarter mink Sippin' wine while the diamonds... (Mmmmm) On my Cubans shine I stay jiggy to the Gators I'm Foxy (Uh-huh) Slick like Starsky (Yea) Feel so sweet like heart beats (I got hooked on you) And drinks and crystal sippin' Get to trickin' on my recliner (Oh oh) Get behind a... 300 Benz or the Coupe What the deal? k** me n***a steady tryna feel me (I love...) I'm hooked on s**in' in the Lexus Lord have mercy (... everything 'bout you) Musta cursed me *To the beat ya'll* Uh *Ya don't stop* Chorus: Silk (Trackmasters) There's... no.... (To the beat ya'll) Living without you (Ya don't stop) Got me hooked... on... (To the beat ya'll) Everything you do (Ya don't stop) Verse 2: Silk It means the world to me If you stay with me But I know what goes around comes around Even though I want this to be You have changed lately Oh yea Bridge: Silk There goes your pager Then an hour later It's time to go But you don't tell me so No no no You say you're comin' back And I believe you're comin' back I want you for me Chorus 2x Verse 3: Silk Oh I told myself You were mine and no one else yea And I have you oh yea Even though in jealousy I'd run and end the lead But you don't know how much you mean to me Bridge It's just not the same without you Chorus 2x Verse 4: Time (Silk) *Trackmasters* Time be the playa rockin' dark shades Curly hair, fade laced (Ha) Sippin' Alize in the club on the driveway (Chillin') Relaxin', the full Fox on my back *Ya don't stop* Wit a stack of doe From mackin', but honey got me actin' Like a fool Rock ??? j**els *Ya don't stop* Mesmerized I see diamonds in her eyes Plus a set of thick thighs And that thin waist line Ooh *Ya don't stop* I know it tastes fine See Time got lines To turn a dollar into ten dimes Caribbean suites, *Ya don't stop* Sweatin' on Silk sheets Spendin' nights, breakin' days Sexin' on the beach The mack-a-million man *Ya don't stop* Still chillin' by the waterfront Thinkin' how sporty Got hooked by this shorty Chorus to fade