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Cam'Ron]
up Rector!
I wasn't say it again?
up, man it's all good!
You don't let us in your little shit!
You got
that shit, man!
You could it man.
WE GOOD!
Killa!

1: Cam'Ron] See you like to front. (word!) Me? I like to stunt. (true!)
I go for it on fourth you the type to punt. (fuck that!)
I go for the homerun. - You the type to
No support stay in twice a month. - Light the blunt!
D.A.! - Flees and flies he breakin' down them pies (Mr. Pies!)
See my eyes, rolled up right now. - I'm three to five. (in Jersey!)
charge, yeah granted - it was aggrevated
But you characters my character - assasinate it. (nope!)
Ha! - They had to hate it aggitated cash (cash related!)
I tell your bitch: "Grab my dick! Ha! Now it! "
catch feelings man - how she not feelin' Cam?
And look her by the waist feelin a ceilin fan (you crazy!)
My girl should sell shit 'for Chanel kicks hell
Split turn down 50 - on my Chappelle, shit! (Chapelle, shit!)
Get your ice wet! - Lay down slight bet
Word my word heard get curved like a Nike, check!

Vado]
Check!
Check! Fly!
Ayo, they us the new Harlem Knights, man!
We like Richard and Eddie! (man, don't fuckin' with us!)
Three shots I'll his whole team out! (fire, man!)
ass niggas! (Huh?)

[Verse 2:
You now at the face of the new team (yes!)
No Plies! Big faces in these jeans! (HUH? !)
I don't tie nor lace 'em keep lose strings (all day!)
Tongue hangin' son in them two G's.
She drop on two knees once she see the belt (huh?)
I'm number one with the I need to meet with Phelps. (Haaaaaa!)
Got my own corner! (Corner!) - I need your help. (nah!)
I'm doin like I only need myself. (huh!)
A bit more I'd have the city sowed (sowed!)
Top down head while on the Bentley phone. (phone!)
Powder blue it's all like the one that owns (yeah!)
Ask Killa I write +Thrillers+ Quincy Jones!
G4's speedboats and homes (homes!)
Fake pokin', chest out - y'all silicones! (Haaaaa!)
Jeff Hamilton spurs level silver phones (yes!)
Standin on the couch in spillin' Rose. (Rose!)- Homes! (Homes!)

[12 seconds

3:]

DAMN! See I'm feelin' myself? (See?)
The market done changed and y'all still on the shelf? (things change!)
Quick to go for the Eagles like I'm from
I feel for health - 'fore I pull your ice grill and get melt. (like chill!)
Shotty pump! No ball get body dumped (dumped!)
I don't brawl a phone have your body slumped! (HUH? !)
Queens stories heard 'em all from Preme to Bump (yeah!)
Waitin on that four door should be out in a month.

With these I'm a wilderbeast (word!) Nautica feel the fleece (I'm feelin'!)
I should shoot at the ground the way I kill beat. (true!)
No but ma, I'll unfacin it
Jag Coupe is lavender, today I'm passenger. (shotgun!)
"Killa" the signature (yes!) before is the literature (now!)
Pow was a hustler slash prisoner. (what else?)
But a good listener (ture!) - your wife I might on her,
Christian her! - that's how I'll wizz it wizz on her. [beat stops]