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CAM'RON
Miscellaneous
Feat DJ Kay Slay
How y'all doin' out there
I wanna welcome y'all back
Welcome some of y'all for the first time huh Killa
We did it again y'all don't f**k wit us
Suck a d**k man aiyyo Jones what's good
Santana Freaky they gonna be mad this time huh
Aiyyo I got my man Kay Slay up in the house
Harlem you know what it is what's good
You know how we get down East side El BARRIO
El Barrio up in this b***h aiyyo Kay
This b***h blowing up my motherf**kin phone right now
Man f**k' hold up hol' yo man
Yo son
What's good
I gotta tell you like my dog told me
When you meet a chick you gotsta straight slap her
Slap her
Yeah when you first meet her just slap her
Off the bat
Off the bat just backhand her
Why's that though
'Cause later on down the line
You ain't never gotsta to worry about
That chick telling you
Cam you don't treat me the way you used to
That's what I'm sayin' n***a
But see the thing is with me
I don't understand how a b***h can go out
Rain sleet snow f**k suck whoever
And then go give another n***a her f**king money
Knawmean
Nah Cam you gotta understand
That's cause ya game is tight
Oh nah not me Ka' I'm talking about another n***a
I know my game is tight n***a knowhaImean
We getting ready set this s**t the f**k off
Jones where we at huh Harlem harlem harlem
Yo yo I advise you to step son
For I f**k ya moms make you my step son
Y'all be calling me daddy cause
The Rag Muffin y'all soon say
Y'all f**k around with brother Num say
Y'all gonna see doomsday
I'm a savage but colder
Now I rock karrots that I'm older
See this parrot on my shoulder
He do the talking I ain't concerned with words
Act up and be returned to the birds
I return with them birds any 28 grams
A b***h that I touch pretty much turns to birds
I be in Miami Bow Ca Baton pokin' ya moms
Hauntin' ya aunt all over the dawn
Using a d**e then I'm gone back
Cobacabana no joke I'm bananas
Cops come for d**e it's a damper
I'm low in Atlanta get hot go to Savana
Rush the crib go in the hampter
Don't follow me Stan a
If you do I'm blowin' the hammer
That'll rip that vest apart hit ya chest and heart
I ain't finished that's just the start
You'll be calling for back up praying for help
F**k my life I'm taking myself
All the achin' I felt
In my crib at night praying for wealth
B***hes dissin What's the problem ma I ain't ballin
Now every ten minutes hos prank callin'
Yo Cam f**k all this rap s**t man
Let's get down to business Harlem