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CAM'RON Miscellaneous Horse & Carriage Remix"(feat. Big Punisher, Charli Baltimore, ... [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 goatee If this was L.A., I'd be a motherfuckin O.G. Ya my taste, thick in the waist, pretty in the face Dominican race, like my twin Triple Seis Hot as hell, I'm trickin' in Shorties sharp as nails, the official chick Reppin 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 through Ya don't know [Verse Three: Charli Baltimore] Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo, uhh I thought I already barked on cats about Russ Hadden It ain't work, gotta Scream on cats like Wes Craven Owwwww!, they ain't know I hadn't in me Like Lil' Kim -- didn't know they had it in me Don't you know don't you know, we pull up from a show Cam and chrome bag the hoes, I Prada bags all the dough And caked out, break out, uh Horse & Carriage, forced to marriage, been had too many carats And they ain't know, passin' that down Where I come from Ask Jane, that's my dun-dun How we handle them dumb dumb's And we like, Siskel and Elbert We review cats, thumbs up if they they shit's right And down if they new jack's You might see Charli, in a Benz or Ferrari Hennesey or Pacardi, gettin' bent at a party But I flip, be the new face, cover of Trace This the motherfuckin remix, we ain't need no {Mase} Uh huh uh huh We like it (Slikk the Shocker) Uh huh uh huh (Cam'Ron, No Limit) (Untertainment) (Mo' money, ya heard me) [Verse Four: Silkk] I live life like a thug, cause time's is rough Convicted felon; now I like, rhyme for bucks Ball till I fall, should I say, my time is up And I cop you diamonds, never diamond cut Forget the money, cause I could ball with or without the shipment And I'm down girl, but I could ball with or without the chick Sillk the Shocker, Cam'Ron, now how you gonna doubt us a hit (Must be a car), Miss I could pull you, with or without the six Now I ain't the C-E-O, but I ain't far from it So if I ain't far from C-E-O That mean I ain't far from havin' C-E-O money Can't discuss what I'm worth, but I'm worth this much Like Mantigo, fall back like snatchin' purses for bust So many styles - drop a beat, I'ma drop a hit Rap game stop for the dope game - and cop a brick No Limit Soldier baby, so watch the talk Get lost like ohhhhhhh, "It Ain't My Fault!" I'm from the N-O, L-I, M-I to the T Tru my click, Silkk, the Shocker, yeah that's me Now look, money I'm tryin' to make it Bustas I'm tryin' to break, girls is like Ooh I love Silkk, and then, ooh I hate him! Cause they can't have me, but I don't look I can't afford to live average So senorita, let me walk you to my carriage Now I don't wanna settle down, but we can do it like we married Cheese! [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 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 [music till fade] |
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