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1: Cam'Ron] Yo, uh, I rock with hoodies, it's like extra goodie I couldn't break dance ya'll, or electric I was obsessed Cookie, I wanna sex her cookie She said forget her nookie, my nose, go get them boogies I Cookie nookies, with the girls, got known This my two brim hat, call me Sherlock Whole world got blown, so I hoes Lee's and shell toes, Dekangaroos and Velcro Timbaland, mocassins, in them pennyloafers A-Train, one bus, sure I had plenty Uncle, holsters, dolgers, soldiers, hostess Not golfin' like golf, he had gophers Can't get paid, the is big You worthless kid, Cam don't to live then I played for douchos, went over the riverside Young life, turned left, we back the riverside Blood played for gem That's when I him and Jim We ain't ballin for real, where's the stone the chrome rims? That's you changing lanes Here we change lane, we'll gain a sprain the game And not namin' But 'caine like Damon Wayans Connect for is, the Tech kept us righteous yes expect the crisis, when it's connects and prices I had to hustle harder, move up my mustle New Jack City, cop me a couple cars And that's word to my father, send a to my father love, R.I.P. on his early departure I'm just merely an author, but I'm purely a Every Friday, across the street, and I creep with Ms.
[Chorus: Get the whips the kicks, and So we can get the models And hit the strip with the Dip, 'Set to blow Now you All of the why we chase the doe Get the the kicks, and clothes 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
[Verse 2: Killa! That nigga man, let me break it real simple for ya'll Listen, yo, and I'm very You various leases All my pieces, painted them, cherry and Chics, and Peaches They had deheaters If I want a toast, up various reefer Ithica, Ithica, hydro, why yo? on delivery, lives hoes, five fo But kept the fo-five, for wise guys eyes low me up from fo-five, CL-55, whoa! Playin' Grand Auto, they like Diablo My the triad, Zeke, Santana, Cop Co'! But some slimmy sue Can rock a Jimmy Choo Next day sweatsuit, construction timmy boots Don't be no boo, you rock that Fendi you You drinkin' too Calez, when he boo And he skinny too, they had my rum Not a six-fo-five-fo, but made in Shout, say say the funk, he keep the K in He ain't never scared, never scared, the trunk We'll lay and dump, play the punk, spray the chump The way runnin I guess they could relate to them
Jaheim] Get the whips the kicks, and So we can get with the And hit the strip with the Dip, 'Set to blow Now you All of the reasons why we the doe