Cam`ron - Intro Lyrics
[cam`ron]
how Y`all Doin` Out There?
i Wanna Welcome Y`all Back
welcome Some Of Y`all For The First Time, Huh? Killa
we Did It Again, Y`all Don`t Fuck Wit Us
suck A Dick Man, Aiyyo Jones, What`s Good?
santana, Freaky, They Gonna Be Mad This Time, Huh?
aiyyo I Got My Man Kay Slay Up In The House
harlem, You Know What It Is, What`s Good?
[kay Slay]
you Know How We Get Down, East Side, El Barrio
[cam`ron]
el Barrio Up In This Bitch, Aiyyo Kay
this Bitch Blowing Up My Motherfuckin Phone Right Now
man, Fuck` Hold Up, Hol`, Yo Man
[kay Slay]
yo Son
[cam`ron]
what`s Good?
[kay Slay]
i Gotta Tell You Like My Dog Told Me
when You Meet A Chick, You Gotsta Straight Slap Her
[cam`ron]
slap Her?
[kay Slay]
yeah, When You First Meet Her, Just Slap Her
[cam`ron]
off The Bat?
[kay Slay]
off The Bat, Just Backhand Her
[cam`ron]
why`s That, Though?
[kay Slay]
`cause Later On Down The Line
you Ain`t Never Gotsta To Worry About
that Chick Telling You --
`cam, You Don`t Treat Me The Way You Used To`
[cam`ron]
[laughing] That`s What I`m Sayin` Nigga
but See The Thing Is With Me
i Don`t Understand How A Bitch Can Go Out
rain, Sleet, Snow, Fuck, Suck Whoever
and Then Go Give Another Nigga Her Fucking Money
knawmean?
[kay Slay]
nah Cam, You Gotta Understand
that`s Cause Ya Game Is Tight
[cam`ron]
oh, Nah, Not Me Ka`, I`m Talking About Another Nigga
i Know My Game Is Tight, Nigga, Knowhaimean?
we Getting Ready Set This Shit The Fuck Off
jones, Where We At, Huh? Harlem, Harlem, Harlem...
[verse]
yo, Yo, I Advise You To Step Son
for I Fuck Ya Moms, Make You My Step Son
y`all Be Calling Me Daddy, Cause
the `rag Muffin` Y`all Soon Say
y`all Fuck Around With Brother `num-say`
y`all Gonna See Doomsday
i`m A Savage But Colder
now I Rock Karrots That I`m Older
see This Parrot On My Shoulder?
he Do The Talking, I Ain`t Concerned With Words
act Up, And Be Returned To The Birds
i Return With Them Birds, Any 28 Grams
a Bitch That I Touch, Pretty Much Turns To Birds
i Be In Miami, Bow-ca-baton, Pokin` Ya Moms
hauntin` Ya Aunt, All Over The Dawn
using A Dope Then I`m Gone Back
cobacabana, No Joke I`m Bananas
cops Come For Dope It`s A Damper
i`m Low In Atlanta, Get Hot, Go To Savana
rush The Crib, Go In The Hampter
don`t Follow Me, `stan-a`
if You Do, I`m Blowin` The Hammer
that`ll Rip That Vest Apart, Hit Ya Chest And Heart
i Ain`t Finished, That`s Just The Start
you`ll Be Calling For Back Up, Praying For Help
fuck My Life, I`m Taking Myself
all The Achin` I Felt
in My Crib At Night, Praying For Wealth
bitches Dissin `what`s The Problem Ma? I Ain`t Ballin?`
now Every Ten Minutes, Hos Prank Callin`
[kay Slay]
yo Cam, Fuck All This Rap Shit, Man
let`s Get Down To Business, Harlem
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