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[Verse 1: Yo, uh, I rock baguettes with hoodies, like extra goodie I couldn't break dance ya'll, or electric I was obsessed with Cookie, I sex her cookie She said forget her nookie, wipe my nose, go get them I gave Cookie nookies, with the girls, got my two brim hat, call me Sherlock Holmes Whole world got blown, so I tell Fuck Lee's and shell toes, Dekangaroos and Timbaland, mocassins, dimes in them A-Train, one bus, sure I had soldiers Uncle, plenty holsters, dolgers, soldiers, Not like golf, he had plenty gophers Can't get paid, the is big You kid, Cam don't deserve to live Back I played for douchos, went over the riverside Young life, turned left, we back the riverside Blood played for gem That's I told him and Jim We ain't ballin for real, where's the stone Where's the chrome when you changing lanes Here we change your lane, gain a sprain Change the And not namin' But 'caine fames Damon Wayans Connect for life is, the Tech us righteous Cause yes the crisis, when it's connects and prices I had to harder, move up my mustle marger Seen New Jack City, cop me a 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, across the street, and I creep Ms. Parker
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2: Cam'Ron] Killa! That man, let me break it down real simple for ya'll Listen, yo, and I'm very You various leases All my pieces, them, cherry and peaches Chics, and Peaches had cherry deheaters If I want a toast, hustled up reefer Ithica, Ithica, hydro, why yo? Haze on delivery, hoes, five fo But kept the fo-five, for guys 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 they slimmy sue Can rock a Jimmy Choo Next day Valore sweatsuit, construction timmy Don't be no guinea boo, you rock that you You Henney too Coupe Calez, he boo And he skinny too, had my favorite 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, raise the We'll just lay and dump, play the punk, spray the The way they runnin I guess they relate to them
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