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Cam Ron The U N Heat In Here 1

just be cuffin 'Times niggas cuffin Tell not for nothing Niggas be cuffin Heard niggas cuffin Girlies, Girlies they be cuffin Everybody cuff, cuff [Cam'ron

snitch I work hands on, fuck with Cam'Ron Cause I kept the - Grams in the boot, Damn, I would shoot But fam I would soup, thought Cam was too cute To

[Verse 1: Cam'ron] My paper, yes, my paper Got me sittin' on five acres, "Hi Haters" Fly gators, coke cooker, pie baker Drop-driver, girl-getter, dice