Cam'Ron

Cam'Ron - Where I Know You From lyrics

rate me

Two steppin, two steppin

Two steppin, two steppin

Since they cut my umbilical

I knew it be inevitable

That my case would go federal

As part of my journey see it might concern me

But who Cam's best friend? My attorney

Can you hold sumtin? Can I throw you some?

Now I know you dumb, where I know you from?

I ain't got it right now, but I owe you one

In yo head one shot from a loaded gun

Don't get extorted, I get escorted

To the resorts where the girls say "Let's snort it! "

I can import, export a sports car, let's sport a fresh auto

Robb Report, I just bought it

I scream "Let's get it" they ain't pimp my ride

By my car's an exhibit, Huh, next critic

I don't talk it I just live it, Just prove it

Tell the feds calm down, it's just music

Man you cold frontin beat you like you stole something

Who you talkin to askin could ya hold something

Where I know you from, huh, where I know you from

Where I know you from scrams where I know you from

Yo, you outta order shorty, you should learn rank

Your baby mom though we call her the sperm bank

Crazy ho, word baby bro

Mad generous, giving out fellatio

A meat eater, ms. Dimer dima

Honor my persona, it's like the piranhas momma

We move bricks on the highway

So it's bricks in my driveway

Canine come, then the 9 spray

My girl told ray that's 55k

Crack in 4b, coke in 5a, dope in 8f, the hoes in 9j

What can I say, you know how I play

We hustle all night, until the sky's grey

Why you think the whole hood corroded

He tony the tiger, yeah he like to sugar coat it

Man you cold frontin beat you like you stole something

Who you talkin to askin could ya hold something

Where I know you from, huh, where I know you from

Where I know you from scrams where I know you from

Man you cold frontin beat you like you stole something

Who you talkin to askin could ya hold something

Where I know you from, huh, where I know you from

Where I know you from scrams where I know you from

They got the cameras up, they want a tape of soldier

Cause I got that tan, you could call it major mocha

Talking in codes is sort of like playing poker

Bring the Pepsi in the oven, that's the baking soda

What up tiny bum, we would order sorta

Feds gave him 25, damn a quarter water

But we from the same hood where they slaughtered porter

You a passer, me I got a scorers aura

Owe me money, your wife son, daughter oughta

Leave the country, I'm thinking like Bora Bora

Runnin around with these silly secrets

Tryin to keep it real, me I'm goin really keep it

You should really peep it

Mack millis is heated, in yo face

Any case I'm a really beat it

We ain't never gambled, we ain't never bet

Where I know you from scrams we ain't never met

Man you cold frontin beat you like you stole something

Who you talkin to askin could ya hold something

Where I know you from, huh, where I know you from

Where I know you from scrams where I know you from

Man you cold frontin beat you like you stole something

Who you talkin to askin could ya hold something

Where I know you from, huh, where I know you from

Where I know you from scrams where I know you from

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