[Girl Oh is my [beep] The reason that we here. (Shut the up.) The that we here. ([beep] you can't sing.) You the [beep] up, what can you do? We been in this car for 5 hours What you do? (I'm tell you a story)
1: Cam'Ron] Yo, uh, I rock baguettes hoodies, it's like extra goodie I couldn't break ya'll, or electric boogie I was obsessed Cookie, I wanna sex her cookie She said forget her nookie, wipe my nose, go get them I Cookie nookies, with the girls, got known This my two brim hat, me Sherlock Holmes Whole world got blown, so I hoes Fuck Lee's and shell toes, Dekangaroos and Timbaland, mocassins, dimes in them A-Train, one bus, I had plenty soldiers Uncle, holsters, dolgers, soldiers, hostess Not like golf, he had plenty gophers get paid, the earth is big You worthless kid, Cam don't to live Back then I for douchos, went over the riverside Young life, turned left, we back over the Blood for stone gem when I told him and Jim We ain't ballin for real, where's the gems? Where's the chrome That's you changing lanes we change your lane, we'll gain a sprain Change the And not namin' But 'caine fames like Damon Connect for life is, the Tech us righteous Cause yes expect the crisis, it's connects and prices I had to harder, move up my mustle marger Seen New Jack City, cop me a couple And that's to my father, send a bird to my father Dove love, R.I.P. on his departure I'm just an author, but I'm purely a baller Every Friday, across the street, and I creep Ms. Parker
Jaheim] Get the the kicks, and clothes 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 the models And hit the strip with the Dip, we're to blow Now you All of the reasons why we the doe
[Verse 2: Killa! That nigga man, let me break it down simple for ya'll Listen, yo, and I'm very You have leases All my pieces, painted them, cherry and Chics, and Peaches They had deheaters If I want a toast, hustled up reefer Ithica, Ithica, hydro, why yo? Haze on delivery, hoes, five fo But the fo-five, for wise guys with eyes low Pick me up fo-five, CL-55, whoa! Playin' Grand Auto, they like Diablo My the triad, Zeke, Santana, Cop Co'! But they slimmy sue Can rock a Jimmy Choo Next day Valore sweatsuit, construction timmy Don't be no boo, you rock that Fendi you You Henney too Coupe Calez, 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 the K in pump He ain't scared, never scared, raise the trunk We'll just lay and dump, play the punk, spray the The way they runnin I guess they could relate to
[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 why we chase the doe