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featuring Big Punisher Charli Baltimore Silkk Wyclef Intro: Silkk (Cam'Ron) Remix (That's right) Silkk the Shocker Uh Cam'Ron (You ain't know) No Limit (That's right) Untertainment (I'm here and there) mo' money (I'm here and there) Ya don't know? Verse One: Cam'Ron Aye yo I just walk wit' ya'll I don't wanna rhyme I just need talk wit' ya'll Mamasita senortia I'm lookin' for my wifey Cats always love me, till they girls start to like me They don't know I'm sheisty, and all my jewels Icey Tryin' to settle down Ma, stop actin' all fiesty Cause 'I don't wanna be a playa no more' Know it's soft, but I cam with a 'core For the love of Money, Charli, whoa It Ain't My Fault Like Silkk, it's so timid, my trunk, it go wit' it The whole Squad is Terrorin', cats is No Limit And I'm a diplomat, I'm a dimplomat Where my honeies at?, where my money at? That's why we act like that Clak clak clak!, pat pat pat! So all you girls bring your thongs and shit Don't front, cause you know what song this is Ju don't know Chorus (Wyclef) Ya don't know what we're going through Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you What we're about to do You don't know Ya don't know what we're going through Ya don't know the things these thugs will do to you You and your family through Ya don't know Verse Two: Big Punisher Yo, yo All the mami's know me, the Spanish kid wit' the goat-ti And fixes the land, I be a muthafuckin' O.G. Ya my taste, thick in the waist, pretty in the face Dominican race, like my Twin Triple says Hot as hell, I'm trickin' in Shorties sharp as nails, the official chick Repin' Uptown to Harlem World, where we at I'm up coughin' in the ambulance >From way downtown, they got the Horses and the Carriages For 40 bucks, you can ride and get ya hug on Another 20, puff lye and get ya crush on It's all love, just like the Bud' when ya hit it Cause way downtown, you know the fuzz is tryin' to hear it So when ya spark, ya make sure it's in the dark And most importantly, stay away from Central Park Cause cops live, just to put away a thug But not today, cause me and my baby in the Cabaret of Love Chorus (Wyclef) Ya don't know what we're going through Ya don't know the things that Cam is showing you What we're about to do You don't know Ya don't know what we're going through Ya don't know the things these thugs will do to you You and your family thro Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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