[Girl Oh this is my The reason that we here. (Shut the up.) The that we here. ([beep] you can't sing.) You shut the up, what can you do? We been ridin in car for 5 hours What you do? (I'm tell you a story)
1: Cam'Ron] Yo, uh, I rock baguettes with hoodies, it's like extra I couldn't dance 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, call me Holmes Whole got blown, so I tell 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 plenty get paid, the earth is big You worthless kid, Cam don't to live Back I played for douchos, went over the riverside Young life, left, we back over the riverside Blood played for gem when I told him and Jim We ain't ballin for real, where's the stone Where's the rims? That's when you changing Here we your lane, we'll gain a sprain Change the And not namin' But fames like Damon Wayans Connect for life is, the kept us righteous Cause yes expect the crisis, it's connects and prices I had to harder, move up my mustle marger Seen New City, cop me a couple cars And that's word to my father, send a bird to my Dove love, R.I.P. on his early I'm merely an author, but I'm purely a baller Every Friday, the street, and I creep with Ms. Parker
Jaheim] 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 reasons why we the doe Get the whips the kicks, and So we can get with the And hit the strip the Dip, we're 'Set to blow Now you All of the why we chase the doe
[Verse 2: Killa! That man, let me break it down real simple for ya'll Listen, yo, and I'm very You have leases All my pieces, painted them, cherry and Chics, Cherry and had cherry deheaters If I a toast, hustled up various reefer Ithica, Ithica, hydro, why yo? on delivery, lives hoes, five fo But kept the fo-five, for wise with eyes low Pick me up fo-five, CL-55, whoa! Playin' Grand Theft Auto, like Diablo My the triad, Zeke, Santana, Cop Co'! But some slimmy sue Can rock a Jimmy shoe Next day Valore sweatsuit, construction timmy Don't be no guinea boo, you rock Fendi you You drinkin' too Coupe Calez, he boo And he too, they had my favorite rum Not a six-fo-five-fo, but made in Shout, say say the funk, he keep the K in He never scared, never scared, raise the trunk We'll just lay and dump, the punk, spray the chump The way they runnin I they could relate to them
Jaheim] Get the the kicks, and clothes So we can get with the And hit the strip the Dip, we're 'Set to blow Now you All of the reasons why we the doe