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[Verse 1] I need a documentary Somebody tell Spike Jonze to shoot me Call it 'Young Coyote: Money Over Hoes, The Movie' The day Filippelli fall for a groupie The same day Ricky Ricardo don't love Lucy Got a couple niggas in Westport Got a couple niggas that export Take your weak ass game to the next court Technical foul ass niggas, respect the sport I'm going off like the lights when your girl is over I used to have a bad addiction to the syrup n' soda I don't like these fucking rappers nigga, word to Oprah Heartbreak Kid, showstopper, curtain closer I know niggas that hit licks We getting' money like Pick 6 Puerto Rican bitch say she want her clit licked I got a flu game flow, thats some sick shit [Cam'ron clip #1] [Verse 2] I grew up on that Diplomatic Harlem shit That who want a problem shit Juelz Santana, Jimmy, Cam'ron and shit I'm talking pink furs, pink chains, pink Range I Really Mean It, Santana's Town, insane We was in the hood, bugs running through the kitchen It was nothing in the fridge then, government assistance Check engine light on, what Imma get for christmas One thing or the other, these were subsequent decisions This is for my upper west side niggas Amsterdam, Broadway, Columbus, all my live niggas Carlos, Tim, 40, Jay Fresco, all my niggas in the plaza, Don Megalo If you can't show respect you better act able Always roll with Dais like a nigga at the craps table Cherish every moment, fallen black angel They all copy from me, unsung rap savior New girl, flaws minor but her ass major Woke up, left her crib, I had class later I got family with quick tempers and fast paper Watch your words, don't fuck around and be your last player I'm in the hills of Santa Monica You don't like my shit, blow me like a harmonica I'm so 4-6 I know you see the block in us I am the god of this shit, what is there not to trust You rap niggas older than Tsunade Pretty young nigga, hoes love me like Fourth Hokage Game smoother than Sade, I'm hotter than green wasabi On top of fresh edamame with a steaming irish latte (AH!) [Cam'ron clip #2] [Cam'ron clip #3]
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