Glory Cam'ron (Ft. N.O.R.E.)

[Intro: Cam'ron]
One, one two
Check me the fuck out
I'm here now
Haha
I'm here now
Haha
Ya'll should have never let me in the motherfuckin' game b
They fucked up lettin me in Un
They done did it to they self man
Let me tell ya'll what's goin' down

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Yo
Eh yo, you see him
Cam in the BM
Wit the Koreans
The G.M
Wit land in Korea
Take the leer jet flight
When?
Thursday night
Overseas
Yo, a fuck up is worth they life
Huh, ya'll niggas heard me right
What, for that persian white
I go to church of christ
Search in sight
First to heist a nigga for they merchandise
My niggas brawl for weight
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on their corn flakes
To make 'em frosted flakes
All the jewels on my neck
You'll say the Lord I'm saved
My shit cost some cake
You think you, can afford a date
But yo your men should know
That my crew, we intend to blow
Treat you cats like Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin end your show
When I say no
What youn understand the N or O
Like that nigga Jigga said
Yo, you either friend or foe
So respect my wish
I'm a perfectionist
And wit the gun
Is the only time a nigga plays catch and kiss
Check the list, how many necks I twist
Who expected this, Exodus
Blow over night, or even sex a bitch
But she catch feelings everytime I hit her off
On my dick so bad I need Cochran to get her off
Ask my nigga Digga
Or my other nigga Mr. Ross
I pray we get across
To make it that youll get a cross
And casket suit, and I ain't wanna holler grave
But you live in the burbs'
Your visits on the holidays