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Aiyyo, you might see Cam in designer underwear |
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new reclining leather chair, reminders everywhere |
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how we pull up in whips, the minors stop and stare |
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and when it comes to girls, they behind us everywhere |
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I mean, when I hang up on 'em, they pressin' redial |
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I mean what the fuck is it, why you stressin' me child |
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It'd be one thing if you were finessin' my style |
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But when I go to court, you know the dress of the trial |
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You not my wife, so if I ask head I be fowl |
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you better be down, the only question better be 'how' |
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Threaten' me now, bet me a thou, no dirl deadin' me now |
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In the SC we're gone, are you sexy in thongs |
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If you'll sex in the Lex and your head be the bomb |
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I'll get you that stuff that Gretzky skate on |
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(What you mean "Gretzky be on"?) Ice |
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(Oh you're gonna buy me diamonds?!) |
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Shut the fuck up |
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[Mase] |
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Mamacita |
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Horse and carriage is for hire |
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Mamacita, please senorita |
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We gonna riiiiiiise to the top |
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Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire |
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[Cam'ron] |
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Yo, I love when cats think they bigger than a sumo |
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That when I hit 'em with some Puerto Rican judo |
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Uh, you don't know what that is |
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That's when I say "they don't know who gat this is" |
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(And you don't know) Yo' guns is hand me downs |
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(And you don't know) We'll put you where you can't be found |
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(And you don't know) You better toughin' up |
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(Cause you don't know) Nigga will fuckyou up |
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(And you don't know) Baby, we don't need you |
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And when it comes to 'Jimmy,' my name's 'me' too |
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'Cause when he got cash, I was like "me too" |
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And when he got ass I said "me too" |
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And when he got the drop I was like "me too" |
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And when he almost got shot I said "me too" |
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What you get now is just a preview |
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We all tinted out, your car's see-through |
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I see you |
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[Mase] |
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Mamacita |
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Horse and carriage is for hire |
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Mamacita, please senorita |
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We gonna riiiiiiise to the top |
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Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire |
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[Cam'ron] |
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Aye yo, I pull to the hotel with my shit on blast |
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Tell the vally "Motherfucker don't hit my Jag" |
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Seen the bell boy, nigga he can kiss my ass |
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Just show me my room nigga, and get my bags |
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So the girl, that's my hon, almost dropped his glass |
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I guess he was shocked when I touched her ass |
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It really wasn't nothin' she was peedy aight |
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"Does that say Harlem World?" yeah you readin' it right |
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And we havin a party, later tonight |
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like Phil Collins said in "The Heat Of The Night" |
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'cause Cam rocks the party (All Night Long) |
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'Til when? ('Til the early morn') |
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It don't stop (and uh) it don't quit |
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(and uh) drop six (and uh) we pop Cris |
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Right now too tipsy to drive |
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but I got my horse and carriage right outside |
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[Mase] |
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Mamacita |
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Horse and carriage is for hire |
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Mamacita, please senorita |
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We gonna riiiiiiise to the top |
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Horse and carriage, see my love's for hire |
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Mamacita |
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Horse and carriage is for hire |
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Mamacita, please senorita |
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We gonna riiiiiiise to the top |
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Michael Foster, Puffy Combs |
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Jimmy Jones, Mason Betha and Bloodshed for eva |
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And we gonna riiiiiise |
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And we gonna riiiiiise |
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And we gonna riiiiiise |