Camay

[Cappadona] You know how we do! [Raekwon] Yo, what's the deal Goldilocks? Ain't nothing I'm just hibernating, love that watch Pour me some Scotch and cold Courvoisier No doubt, have a chair Boo lets get to pollying Who you with? Me and Molly and some trick who's Yugoslavian What fabric is that? It's only wool and Rayon Lipstick crayon, fly Fahrenheit spray on I'm getting tipsy, I hope she read cocks like a gypsy And transporting bricks stealing many fifties Fuck negotiating, is you with me is you waiting Sweet as carrot cake, faking plus you don't eat turkey bacon I don't get down like that, I don't get down neither Cuban links skeezer, why you acting like a rap teaser I'm like the jewelry exchange plus a range Nigga you small change I only fuck for figaro chains Analyzing Miss Clairol, Fendi down, mascara on Assistant manager in Paragon [Cappadonna] Socializing, vibing with my eyes on Dot She this book cover lady that be blowing up the spot While my heart was racing, like the hands on the clock I step live I think she see me putting out the pot Peace Dot, I'm so happy to see you at the rendezvous How's life today your hands are softer than Camay too Your hairdo way more class than Halle Berry Caught visions of me and you riding on the ferry Plus your daughter Kiki talk to my man Merry I order me a Sex on the Beach with the cherry I order her a Vermidi on ice, sounds nice She elegant, pretty eyes, glasses, intelligent Whispered in my ear that she's celibate Whispered back to her ear we don't have to go there As I grab the hand set her politely in the chair As we stopped to stare at one another Black sister to brother I'm thinking all the time how she could be my lover [Ghostface Killah] What's happening brown sugar? Say you look so good today Ankle bracelet wrapped around your leg Here have a seat, complimentary drinks is on me Bartender, Chevalier Chateau at table three Luxurious rings, eyes sparkling What's your name sugar? Juanita Cash Hawkins Your complexion gives a reflection of Sometime a black woman just need to be loved Quiet and shy, baby girl my gift got you high Made you wanna hit me with the keys to that five? Just joking baby, I have a sharp sense of humour Wish I would've bumped into your frame a lot sooner What's your physical degree, thirty one, thirty three Half Hawaiian with a slight touch of Chinese Seen you working at a law firm, on Fifth Avenue Three blocks from the Gucci spot is where I trapped you Yo, I'm all into older woman, who's happy living Love kids and, keep all our business in the crib and And not afraid to die with me the God on your side We holding hands til death do us apart and then we slide Earring in the left side of your nose love my combo Should have left my Wis' a thousand times maybe tonight though Yo you sexy motherfucker, damn what's the recipe? You make a nigga wanna god damn! Can you cook darling? At the stove you're evolving Baked macaroni, turkey wings, a nigga starving Here take my number let me pull the chair from under I had fun plus your backyard speak with thunder