CAM'RON - That's Me

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    CAM'RON LYRICS
    
    "That's Me"(feat. DJ Clue)
    [Cam'Ron]
    I'm not going to watch this go on any longer
    You put my food in the dark 
    and expect me to look for my plate on some Mr. Magoo shit
    Fuck I look like 
    I'm not going to watch this go on any longer
    WHOOOOOOOOOOOO
    
    [Clue]
    we going to set this off
    
    [Cam]
    I'm on ya'll
    Harlem, who else is going to hold us down 
    Bloodshed niggas
    lets get it right this time 
    understand 
    Killer
    
    Yo, I don't understand how these cats sip daqueri's 
    Like it's all good down at the hit factory
    Be on 54th, whole clique backing me 
    all that click clackery takes your wrist wrappery 
    I ain't no rapper, b, I skeet oozies 
    And I can't act, turned down 3 movies
    So gimme your chain, your jewels and your cash 
    And your fast food, I'll eat your food fast
    My rude ass, carries 3 weapons 
    And I'll give your face a c-section and keep stepping 
    Who else in a hurry to mirk
    We kill girls, rape em', bury their skirts 
    imagine me wake up 7:30 for work (what?!)
    I'd rather run the streets 7:30 with work
    But met this knucklehead, thought he want a order 
    Came and asked me stop pitching to his daughter 
    Tell me it's the man, can't be
    Be glad I'm not in her damn panties
    Got her damn handy 
    How you going to ever ask stop carrying candy 
    I'm going to sell to anybody in your damn family 
    Your Uncle Tom, your Aunt Tammy, your Grandmammy 
    Your right hand man Randy, understand me 
    in Antlanta I got an outlandish land piece and a matching land 
    Desert Calasandi
    
    [Chorus:]
    
    You know the one with the whips, THATS ME 
    The one with the chips and the chips, THATS ME
    The one with the toast, pants saggy, yelling out get at me 
    Get at me, nigga, THATS ME 
    The one that be running and dodging, YOU
    The one that be sucking mad dick, YOU 
    The one that's scared of some yay yo, 
    always wanna lay low, cause your girl say so, YOU, biatch 
    
    [Cam]
    I could show you some ice 
    Throw you a bite 
    You not that good dog, who told you you're nice 
    Ay, yo your crew, switch siders 
    When I come through, hey Cam
    Dick riders 
    But I only mess with Navigators 528
    6 drivers, big buyers, where you live we live liver 
    Come through, stick your suppliers
    Mack so many hoes, dick in siliva 
    Gash her up, ma, put it on you mouth 
    Then I grab her neck and try to take her tonsils out
    And I don't got beef, I don't play those games 
    If I did though believe me I would say y'all names 
    Go to your house, red dot scope your crib 
    Smack your earth, snatch your seeds, choke your wiz
    My crew split it was my mistake
    But to my nigga Duke we all make mistakes 
    I'm going to get shit right if I spend my cake 
    Jimmy, I'm a get you up out of 5h
    This is for my niggas that load the pipe 
    Saying I'm the best just not promoted right 
    You know my life
    Drink, smoke, roll some dice 
    Control the hiest 
    Know I'm a patrol your schiest
    We all get schiest 
    Ma, keep all your rice 
    Wedding ring, HELL NO 
    I like all my ice 
    Niggas tried to make Killa Cam all polite 
    Turn on the set now bitch I'm like poltergiest
    You the type talk about everything you got now
    I interupt you like "Not now you hot owl"
    My rings like a dog, all rock wild 
    When I flash it, everybody shocked "wow!" 
    I see y'all concerned about me 
    you don't got to go to school to learn about me 
    
    [Chorus:]
    
    Yo, the one with mad guns, THATS ME
    The one with the yay for 23, THATS ME
    The one with the ice, sliced, coke half price, 
    yoke that's nice, THATS ME
    The one that's scared of a scuffle, YOU 
    The one that say "Baby girl, I love you," YOU 
    The one that talk about hustling, never seen a oven, 
    you all about nothing, YOU Biatch
    
    [Cam]
    Told you I got us this time around niggas
    Feeling me some, HUH
    Harlem, I got us nigga
    Santana, Freaky Zeeky, Jim Jones 
    Feshon, run with us or run from us or get run the fuck over 
    It's fuck us so fuck y'all
    
    Killa bitch
    Killa bitch 
    Killa bitch 
    Killa bitch 
    Killa bitch 
    
    [Clue]
    AND I..............

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