[Girl Oh is my [beep] The that we here. (Shut the [beep] up.) The reason that we here. ([beep] you sing.) You shut the [beep] up, can you do? We been in this car for 5 hours you gonna do? (I'm tell you a story)
[Verse 1: Yo, uh, I rock baguettes with hoodies, it's like goodie I break dance ya'll, or electric boogie I was obsessed Cookie, I wanna sex her cookie She forget her nookie, wipe my nose, go get them boogies I gave nookies, with the girls, got known This my two brim hat, call me Sherlock world got blown, so I tell hoes Fuck Lee's and shell toes, and Velcro Timbaland, mocassins, dimes in pennyloafers A-Train, one bus, sure I had soldiers Uncle, plenty holsters, dolgers, soldiers, Not golfin' like golf, he had plenty Can't get paid, the is big You worthless kid, Cam deserve to live Back I played for douchos, went over the riverside life, turned left, we back over the riverside Blood played for gem That's I told him and Jim We ain't for real, where's the stone gems? Where's the chrome That's when you lanes Here we change your lane, gain a sprain the game And not names But 'caine like Damon Wayans Connect for life is, the kept us righteous Cause yes expect the crisis, when connects and prices I had to hustle harder, move up my marger Seen New Jack City, cop me a couple And word to my father, send a bird to my father love, R.I.P. on his early departure I'm merely an author, but I'm purely a baller Every Friday, across the street, and I creep with Ms.
Jaheim] Get the whips the kicks, and So we can get the models And hit the strip the Dip, we're 'Set to blow Now you All of the reasons why we the doe Get the whips the kicks, and So we can get with the And hit the with the Dip, we're 'Set to blow Now you All of the reasons why we the doe
2: Cam'Ron] Killa! That nigga man, let me it down real simple for ya'll Listen, yo, and I'm very You have leases All my pieces, them, cherry and peaches Chics, and Peaches They had cherry If I want a toast, up various reefer Ithica, Ithica, hydro, why yo? Haze on delivery, lives hoes, fo But kept the fo-five, for wise with eyes low me up from fo-five, CL-55, whoa! Playin' Grand Theft Auto, they like My the triad, Zeke, Santana, Cop Co'! But some slimmy sue Can rock a Choo shoe Next day Valore sweatsuit, construction boots Don't be no guinea boo, you rock that you You drinkin' too Coupe Calez, he boo And he skinny too, had my favorite rum Not a six-fo-five-fo, but in jump Shout, say say the funk, he the K in pump He ain't never scared, scared, raise the trunk just lay and dump, play the punk, spray the chump The way they runnin I guess could relate to them
[Chorus: Get the the kicks, and clothes So we can get the models And hit the strip with the Dip, we're 'Set to Now you All of the reasons why we the doe