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[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 f**k wit us
Suck a d**k 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 b***h, aiyyo Kay
This b***h 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]

But see the thing is with me
I don't understand how a b***h can go out
Rain, sleet, snow, f**k, suck whoever
And then go give another n***a her f*****g 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 n***a
I know my game is tight, n***a, knowhaimean?
We getting ready set this s**t the f**k off
Jones, where we at, huh? Harlem, harlem, harlem...

[Verse]
Yo, yo, I advise you to step son
For I f**k ya moms, make you my step son
Y'all be calling me daddy, cause
The "Rag Muffin" y'all soon say
Y'all f**k 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 b***h 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
F**k my life, I'm taking myself
All the achin' I felt
In my crib at night, praying for wealth
B*****s dissin "What's the problem ma? I ain't ballin?"
Now every ten minutes, hos prank callin'

[Kay Slay]
Yo Cam, f**k all this rap s**t, man
Let's get down to business, Harlem



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