White Girls Cam'ron

[Intro: Cam'ron]
Killa!
Let me tell you about my wifey real quick...
Had her wifed up... that's what's in and shit ya dig?
Let me tell you 'bout her

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Yo, she took me out my stinkin' aces, to the pinkest bracelet
Face it, the basics, no way you could think I'm racist
Got a white girl, tell you that she's quite thorough
Borough to borough, flew me through this white world (from what?)
From Colombia, then she moved to Canada
Now she live in Harlem, right, and you could say I manage her
Met her in '90, Jeru was the Damaja
I wasn't understanding her, everyone was a fan of her
That was confusing her, he was abusing her
That wasn't new to her, bought me a Luger brah'
Of course of course, never had intercourse
Of course of course, without her wouldn't of been a boss
I would flip for my mama, got me getting my commas (get it?)
Paid for my 1st va-ca, a trip to Bahamas (YES!)
Swam in the ocean, I was dishing piranhas
That's my girl girl, yup, so give her some honor, and...

[Chorus: Mo Money]
POPPA HAD A DREAM
POPPA HAD A DREAM
POPPA HAD A DREAM
OOOOOOH, YES HE DIIIIIID