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