And you're right, I'll be a chicken 'cuz you're a cat So I'll do like dogs do bark and get my buddy passes Blah bla blah Sayin' hello and then hung up
Man I spit that pimp talk, you hang out where the pimps collide It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride This ain't the pimp camp, pimp limp,
Killa kam, killa kam kam, killa kam, killa kam, killa kam kam Killa kam, killa kam kam, killa, killa, killa kam, killa kam kam, killa Killa kam, killa
Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls When a nigga under the world Everybody like Cam
it This lingerie that you could honor A Wonder woman, woo, wee, go on play Like Cam' watch, like Cam' ring Like Cam' chain, like Cam' bling Heard Cam
Hey, shortie what's goin' on what's up, what's poppin'? Oh, shit what's up killa what's goin' on? Ay, I was, I'm bout to go out of town You goin' with
'm the nicest you hearda I'm movin', movin', movin' He's movin', movin', movin' We movin', movin', movin' Stop movin', shot bruise 'em Two more for Cam
, just slap her Off the bat? Off the bat, just backhand Why's that, though? 'Cause later on down the line You ain't never gotsta to worry about That chick telling you "Cam
Killa, Jones, Freaky, Santana, come on Shake, shake, shake, uh Shake, shake, shake, uh Shake, shake, shake, shake, killa Yo, who wanna mess with me or
[phone rings] [Cam'ron] Hello [Jamacain Male] Yo dis Cam'ron [Cam'ron] Yo who dis [Jamacain Male] Yo what the blood-clot u mean who dis, yo bregerin word
[Intro] BITCH! Uh! Killa! Uh! Dipset Bitch! The Union(Uh huh!) Harlem! Killa! (Leave me alone.....I just like to live my life) Part 2! [Verse 1] I be
with Roy Now load the 4-5 shoot five a Roy Ain't like my job, all guys I employ Lifestyle I enjoy but I'm the livest doy A hustler and Cam famous you
Hi, I'm Mizzle, former heroin addict Coke head, crack fiend Man if killa had it, I tried it If I itch he scratch, yo no homo man But I part of the diplomats
by mouth when the winter roll around no byrds fly south f**k the cops got hella folks in prison hand over the option but the cell codes still livin (chorus) Cam
Yo, Weez, wasup man Yo, word man What happened? You hear them niggas man Them niggas is pussy man, word man What happened? Yo, them niggas is dead man
Uh, this that Harlem music right here, this that Diddy Bop Get ready for the winter music right here, this what it is [Incomprehensible] You know me
just chop, called you karate chick Fuck with me, I make you somebody, bitch" Like your sister, she was just a crack chick Now heads turn, yo, yo who that bitch? Like Cam
By this time I see y'all I say Fuck y'all from the very start of this shit Fuck what you into Fuck what you been through Fuck where you going Fuck who
