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That's what they doin' Cam'ron | They actin' like these singers, man | I ain't-I ain't goin' to the studio 'til I have a situation
That's what they doin' Cam'ron They actin' like these singers, man I ain't-I ain't goin' to the studio 'til I have a situation A subject, I need a beat, I need the producer Who-who gon' be on the hook? Man, what is you doin'? Go in the studio with fuckin' clips, clips, ammo! Brand-new Beretta, can't wait to let it go Walk up in my label like, "Where the check though?" Yeah, I said it Wouldn't dap you with the left hoe, shut the fuck up Text from a centerfold, I ain't reply, let her know I read it though Voicemail say she ready though (yeah) Niggas know I'm credible Ain't no pussy on a pedestal Got my foot on the 'Cedes Benz pedal doin' 90 on the bridge like "Nigga you already know" And if you don't know, now you know, now you know Switchin' up the angles Now I'm in the Rolls with illuminated angel Four or five chains man, the gold getting tangled My nigga Biz said, "The first mill' gonna change you" Change for the better, hit it then dead her That's my vendetta, keep this shit together Goddamn, we ain't even got a scam Cocaine Coupe, we ain't even gotta scale Used to flip apps, now that old plug murked Ain't a damn thing changed you can still get to work (Just hold on one moment and someone will be right with you) (We're sorry, you have reached a number that has been disconnected or is no longer in service) Yeah I remember how I went to Louis V with Haf' Watched them spread ten thousand dollars on the glass I never ever thought I'd see that in my life Now I'm in the East 'cause my boys are gettin' right, man I was on TV makin' 50 racks a year After helpin' Mama out, the shit would disappear I am not a man, I can't do this on my own So I started askin' them if they would put me on And they did put me on Yeah, they did put me on Now we in the basement and we workin' on the phone Now we in the basement and we workin' on the phone, man Line blowin' up, workin' on the phones Now we in the basement and we workin' on the phones But I just couldn't do it had to leave that shit alone man Hear what? Yo, hear what, take time (Ha, ha, ha) ah, no shit Yo, hear what? Wha gwan, fry skull Him fried, him fried and a sleep awhile ago inna di van You know Drizzy Blowin' up Line blowin' up, they need the whole thing Blowin' up My niggas really need the whole thing, yeah, yeah Blowin' up Line blowin' up, they need the whole thing Blowin' up My niggas really need the whole thing, yeah, yeah Ayy I do better with the rider in my system Ooh yeah, I'm on deck, when you call me, I'll listen I listen unless I been mixing You know when I'm mixing You know when I'm mixing, I smoke when I drink, it's tradition Like Zoe mama I go hippy Peace sign in the air like I'm Nixon I'm mixing, I am not Esco but it was written I knew when they didn't I been had these visions of the life I'm living since I was Jimmy All I just had to do was go and get it And now we blowin' up Blowin' up, they need the whole thing Blowin' up, yeah My niggas really need the whole thing, yeah, yeah Ayy
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