It's natural that Foxy Brown is the object of Ali G's affections — with her foul mouth and short skirt, she epitomizes the fake gangsta-ism he parodies. At least she has the track record to support it: Brown recently finished a stint at Rikers Island, having violated probation stemming from attacking a pair of nail salon employees. "Sometimes I feel like I'm just too fucking real," she raps on Brooklyn's Don Diva. More like too predictable.
Since Brown's days as a 16-year-old prodigy on her multiplatinum debut, Ill Na Na, her voice has lost all traces of vulnerability, and here she has morphed into a law-evading, fucking, materialistic caricature. "My na na na tastes like Jamaican kiki," she tells us on "When the Lights Go Out," in a classic example of too much information. And that's one of the better tracks. Elsewhere the material sounds dated for having sat on the shelves while she finished her bid. "She Wanna Rude Bwoy," for example, features that ubiquitous vocoder device; unfortunately it's not the T-Pain kind, but rather the Eiffel 65 kind. Her flow is as strong as ever, but unfortunately Foxy doesn't say anything about herself that others haven't already said — in more colorful language.
