[Cam'Ron]
Killa, Uh Huh
Heatmakerz,Yes Sir
Jones, Santana, Freekey, The Union
Holla At Da Boys Man Uh Huh
This Is Diplomat Records Man, Yes Sir
Ya'll Can't Fuck Wit Us, At All
We Can Go To War For Years
Let's Do It Man (Our Grandsons Could Get It On) Its Nuffin
Let's Do It

[Cam'Ron]
Yo these stories I spit, I seen 'em I wrote 'em
Like a teen he was boastin, "La Vida Loc'in"
In his dream I awoke him, the Beamer I drove it
It was the beam that I showed him, that I keep by my scrotum
I seen him I showed him, I leand him I told him
The Demons arose and, bullets, pull it
A hour just to clean 'em and load em, doggy
You had a slow summer, I didn't H.2 gold Hummer
Not to mention new Range, no number
And you know the Rover...so move over soldier
Flavor Coca Cola, garage the soda holder!!
And its over over!! heres a clover dojer
I'm that nigga now, everyone that knows ya told ya
Byrd Gang but we live by the codes of cobras
Hoopties, drive by's, long nose through Nova's
If you dope I dope ya, where the Pensacola
The end is over, Coroner come roll him over
And I dont just look real, this crook deals coke
Only thing whiter dog is Brooke Shields
Harlem, holla back, how the hood feel
Platinum, Im that real...you that shook deal
Took deals out the building, up the block
Up 29 flights, plugged up with the Roc
Now its...hurtin ya heart to see Dame fuckin wit me
Worse than that, the whole game fuckin wit me
A little beef, a few lames fuckin wit me (It's nothing)
They actin like success it came luckily
The same lame duckin me, the same dame in love wit me
Dip-Set be one set I claim is sucker free!!
Dont Fuck Wit Me
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