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1: Cam'Ron] Yo, uh, I rock baguettes with hoodies, like extra goodie I break dance ya'll, or electric boogie I was obsessed with Cookie, I sex her cookie She forget her nookie, wipe my nose, go get them boogies I gave Cookie nookies, the girls, got known my two brim hat, call me Sherlock Holmes Whole world got blown, so I tell Fuck Lee's and toes, Dekangaroos and Velcro Timbaland, mocassins, dimes in them A-Train, one bus, sure I had plenty Uncle, plenty holsters, dolgers, soldiers, Not golfin' golf, he had plenty gophers Can't get paid, the is big You worthless kid, Cam don't to live Back then I played for douchos, went over the Young life, turned left, we over the riverside Blood for stone gem when I told him and Jim We ain't ballin for real, the stone gems? Where's the rims? when you changing lanes Here we change your lane, we'll a sprain the game And not names But fames 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 marger Seen New Jack City, cop me a cars And that's word to my father, send a to my father Dove love, R.I.P. on his departure I'm just merely an author, but I'm purely a Every Friday, the street, and I creep with Ms. Parker
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[Verse 2: Killa! That nigga man, let me break it down simple for ya'll Listen, yo, and I'm very You various leases All my pieces, them, cherry and peaches Chics, Cherry and They had 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! Grand Theft Auto, they like Diablo My the triad, Zeke, Santana, Cop Co'! But some slimmy sue Can rock a Choo 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 ain't never scared, never scared, the trunk We'll lay and dump, play the punk, spray the chump The way they runnin I guess they could relate to
Jaheim] Get the the kicks, and clothes So we can get with the And hit the strip with the Dip, we're to blow Now you All of the reasons why we the doe