Think Boy

[Intro: Cam’ron]

Think boy, tell me what you think boy

Think boy

A-Trak!

[Verse 1: Cam’ron]

Don’t know what you think boy

But think boy, you stink boy

Be in St. Croix, I ain’t coy

I’m a top dropper, just think boy

My n*****, they drinkin’ on pink boy

I grab your girl in one blink boy

Get her number, send her back

For you, I bought a drink boy

Drink boy, let’s have a toast to Guy Fisher

Still ain’t met him, but yes, we talked- that’s my n****

Think boy, my passport- it been stamped

Smokin’ on ganja in a foreigner

Runnin’ round with some implants (Yes)

Shake your tits, girls say “you make me sick”

Y’all can’t take a joke, but you could take a dick

I tell a bitch “hit the strip, make me rich- go get it, girl”

It come to money- I’m Uncle Luke

Don’t stop, get it girl

[Hook: Cam’ron & Jim Jones]

Think boy, just think boy

Tell me what you think boy

Think boy, (Think about it) just think boy (Think about it)

Tell mе what you think boy

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]

I told her “don’t think, just use your brain”

Drink and drive in this nеw Mulsanne

I turn impossible to the possible- you would too if you knew the game (Listen)

Young n***** that choose to bang (Uh huh)

Got n***** gone so I’m used to fate

I’m a hustler that ain’t used to fame

You got a couple dollars? Sell you some game (Yo)

Hard choice between the coupe and Range (Right)

Broke bread [?] coupe and Range (Right)

We don’t shoot shots at the shooting range

We shootin’ shots- then we shootin’ rain (Yeah)

Your day time is my night time (True)

Don’t waste none of your lifelines

Buy dope watches, didn’t ice mine

Big blocks of them white lines (Get it)

No such thing as a light crime

Can’t go wrong with the right crime (Right)

Got a redbone bitch with a lot of rosé and the bitch just wanted some white wine

Who’s the master? Sho’nuff

With a Dutch Master- sho’nuff (Haha)

Told the bitch I was loaded up so just roll it up (Roll it up)

[Hook: Cam’ron & Styles P]

Think boy, (Think boy) just think boy (Ha)

Tell me what you think boy (Tell me whatcha think)

Think boy, just think boy (Yeah, Ghost)

Tell me what you think boy

[Verse 3: Styles P]

Think boy, I link boy, and I link girls, and I link duns (Facts)

Link 100s, link 50s, link dubs, link 1s (All that)

Link Gs, link Ms

Gotta link to that rooftop (Yeah)

Gotta link to that sniper rifle (Yeah)

First minute that link ends (First minute)

Think boy, think rich

Dirty ratchet on stink bitch (Dirty)

Dirty [?] European (Skrrr)

I’m the shooter ‘cause I ain’t shit (I ain’t shit)

Think n****, use your brain

Fast life, n****, use the lane (Use the lane)

Needed money? N****, move the ‘caine (Hahaha)

Need to burn ya? Imma use the flame

Ghost shit, A-Trak

If I don’t know you from way back (I don’t know you)

Look at the shooters, ‘cause they clap (Look at ‘em)

Think of the morals that they lack

Think of your girl givin’ oral, n**** (Think about that)

Your mom visitin’ the floral, n****

Think of your chest when you fuck with The Ghost (Think of your chest)

‘Cause I’ll cut it up like I’m Zorro, n****

[Hook: Cam’ron]

Think boy, just think boy

Tell me what you think boy

Think boy, just think boy

Tell me what you think boy