[Intro: Jay-Z & Foxy Brown]
Bust your guns
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh, (Uh) yeah (Ah-huh)
Bonnie and Clyde shit (Oh)
You hear me? (Hmh)
Smell me? (That's right, you know)
I'mma take this one straight to the top (Uh)
Anything in the way, we smash and scrape, scrape (Hmph), haha (Huh, uh)
(Uh) It's real like that
(Uh) You know I mean?
Follow, yo, yo, yo (Bonnie and Clyde forever y'all, uh)

[Verse 1: Foxy Brown & JAY-Z]
Gun check, check!
Let's go over the plan
I'mma pull up to the joint slow, then hop out the van
Nah don't hop out, slide out lookin' like a knockout
Show a little thigh, make this n***a's eyes pop out
Sieze him with the cleavage
I want you to make this n***a believe he 'bout eat it
I can let him see or feel, exactly
Two gun totin', I seen dimes stole
Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon from rollin'
Yeah, we done promotin'
We come for the coke and
All the money in the spot
Act funny, get shot
N***a, hands high
And I hope none of y'all n***as got plans to die
We can't stand goodbyes
In history me and this bitch will be like
Five years together, right?
Damn, seem like forever
We trade shots, we spray blocks
And we never fail
Yeah, but we stay hot
[Chorus: Jay-Z & Foxy Brown, Both]
Now would you die for your n***a?
Yeah I die for my n***a
Would you ride for your n***a?
I get's sly for my n***a
Would you live for your n***a?
Do a bid for you n***a
Do bid for your n***a?
Shit, you my n***a
Would you ride for me?
Rap or robbery
Or would you die for me?
I hang high from a tree
They ain't ready for us, n***a
Obviously
Sounds like Bonnie and Clyde to me

[Verse 2: Foxy Brown & JAY-Z]
I protect you like a vest do
I'm the lady with a 380 special right next to you
Glock poppin' out the stock
And it's two guns, two hun', get down
I tear this whole shit down
They ain't know the vault, pull bank jobs
I banged ya squaw when I aims this rod
Y'all n***as can't do a thing to this broad
My bullets hurt the same as y'alls
I've been taught by the best, extorted the rest
Wearin' a n***as shit, crossin' my chest
Life on the line, say prayers under my breath
But knew I'd be 'aight cuz right there to my left (right)
Hova baby, told you baby
Big gun right over your left shoulder baby
Same n***a that taught you how to hold that 80
From day one 'til we old and crazy
Let's kill the world
[Chorus: Jay-Z & Foxy Brown, Both]
Now would you die for your n***a?
Yeah I die for my n***a
Would you ride for your n***a?
I get's sly for my n***a
Would you live for your n***a?
Do a bid for you n***a
Do bid for your n***a?
Shit, you my n***a
Would you ride for me?
Rap or robbery
Or would you die for me?
I hang high from a tree
They ain't ready for us, n***a
Obviously
Sounds like Bonnie and Clyde to me

[Verse 3: Foxy Brown & JAY-Z]
Ran up at Chemical
The bank robbers in our routine is like St. Bernards swimmin'
Everybody hit the floor, guys and women
Kids rush for the door
Keep your cry to a limit
Time check ma, we got about 5 minutes
Before the authorities rush and the FBI's in it
That teller's up to something, look, his eyes are squinted
Don't let that button be the reason why you're finished
Yeah, the sky's the limit 'til we reach B.I.G
Meet Jesus, confess to him all the shit we did
Gotta reverse the six, let's murd' head jerk
Almost got whiplash
We got a shitload of cash
Throws it in the stash
Long as we keep shitin' like this
Shit, ain't nothin' fuckin' with this
You my Clyde for life
I'm your Bonnie like this
I can see us gettin' rich like this, n***a
[Chorus: Jay-Z & Foxy Brown, Both]
Would you ride for your n***a?
Yeah I ride for my n***a
Would you RIDE for your n***a?
I get's sly for my n***a
Would you live for your n***a?
Do a bid for you n***a
Do bid for your n***a?
Shit, you my n***a
Would you ride for me?
Rap or robbery
Or would you die for me?
I hang high from a tree
They ain't ready for us, n***a
Obviously
Sounds like Bonnie and Clyde to me

[Outro Jay-Z & Foxy Brown]