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Cam'ron, Sen City
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I could show these hoes the other side
Where them niggas spend that green
Give these bitches them wet dreams
New coupe so I show them lean
I could teach you 'bout the other side
Where they shake it, we blow it
Grab them clips up and load 'em
Can't find your bitch, we the ones they go with
I could show these hoes the other side
Where them niggas spend that green
Give these bitches them wet dreams
New coupe so I show them lean
I could teach you 'bout the other side
Where they shake it, we blow it
Grab them clips up and load 'em
Can't find your bitch, we the ones they go with
I grew up around the animals
The cannibals and Hannibal's
So if I act up understand it's understandable
My father died from aids, and the wind was his health
I don't care fuck him he left me to fend for myself
He smoked angel dust, in my kitchen with funkies
Tried to tell me what to do, I don't listen to junkies
Two pieced him at nanny crib, his tooth was broke
Then started selling the shit, my mother used to smoke
It ain't easy dear, trust me it get greasy here
Grizzly, and I ain't have no grease for my peasy hair
My uncle Bill the thrill, tried to get me to box
But my uncle Carl, he would get me them Glocks
My uncle Ted though, he would get it in flocks
My uncle Steve rob banks and he shot at the cops
Caught them murder charges, attempts too, rent due
This is what I can't do
I could show these hoes the other side
Where them niggas spend that green
Give these bitches them wet dreams
New coupe so I show them lean
I could teach you 'bout the other side
Where they shake it, we blow it
Grab them clips up and load 'em
Can't find your bitch, we the ones they go with
I could show these hoes the other side
Where them niggas spend that green
Give these bitches them wet dreams
New coupe so I show them lean
I could teach you 'bout the other side
Where they shake it, we blow it
Grab them clips up and load 'em
Can't find your bitch, we the ones they go with
Ain't nobody pulling no book out
Before we book we book out
My niggas shoot up them cookouts
Miss Barbara still my look out
Tito still my partner
Sugar still my stick man
British still my barber
In other words my hitman
He'll clip a nigga, you know click the trigger
It gets no bigger, you beg to differ
I'll rip a nigga, flip a nigga
Let the coroner zip the zipper
We them murder cats
Four-four long ever heard of that?
I'm swerving back the M.I.A
I need some of that Turbo Tax
Sak pase, my Haitians let me eat
That home invasion shit, don't ever go to sleep
In my pocket though, forty-four K
Fuck the Hyatt I took shorty for that short stay
She ain't beefy, she ain't never mad
Why? That's the best three hours that she ever had
Murder charges, attempts too, rent due
This is what I can't do
I could show these hoes the other side
Where them niggas spend that green
Give these bitches them wet dreams
New coupe so I show them lean
I could teach you 'bout the other side
Where they shake it, we blow it
Grab them clips up and load 'em
Can't find your bitch, we the ones they go with
I could show these hoes the other side
Where them niggas spend that green
Give these bitches them wet dreams
New coupe so I show them lean
I could teach you 'bout the other side
Where they shake it, we blow it
Grab them clips up and load 'em
Can't find your bitch, we the ones they go with