Harlem

[Verse 1: Cam'ron] They be bug tappin, cause they be tappin bugs They get they mugs slapped, doubled back, platnom slugs Where thugs act for love, children get smacked for hugs R. Kelly mad, ssnatch Michael Jackson's glove Yeah, I rape them kids, go to court, smack the judge Guns get placed in wigs, ribs, me after love I teach m mad grammar, rap m up, bandana Fuck m like my man Tana, in the ass, bad Santa Make m a vegetable, but just like m, I got cabbage No guns, beef and brocks All my J's got Cabbage Told you on the facts of life, that just my rock cabin Jot that, and stop scratchin', knife game, I stab it Here come the yellow cabs, driving in a super car Stupid, you want my yellow bags, they come right to the stupid cars It get stupid hot, sorta like a poodle spot 50 o with his Looger cocked Shooter told me maneuver not That's when I threw the rocks, 2 inside my newest sock Two of m pop, sucker please Stuff your weed, bro I'm hot Doggy done knew my clock The mailbox my glovin spot Up the stairs, Avis crib, I know what door is never locked She better not, I had a pop Bread, so she fed some Hotty ain't nobody, just some body I get some head from Bunch of head hung, butter her bread buns If she turn fed 1, you'll find her with her head bunned [Chorus: Cam'ron] Put your fist up, crisp up, wrist up Big cars, big trucks, Harlem world, bitch, what We'll take your money, we'll take your honey [Verse 2: Cam'ron] Fuck Warner Brothers, you better warn your brothers Warn your aunts, warn your mothers, I'll leave more than covers I get money from heads, I put money on heads Ain't nothing funny, money hungry, put the money to bed I get money on beds, tell you thunnies and feds Honeys and dreads, Killa kills m, get a 20 then fled And it's tight ill, I let my light spill I had a coke kite, but don't like some Night Quill It was just a dream, from an ounce of weed Some baby mother threats, some gangstas down to bleed Started in 6 80, next stop, brick of tasty This shit amaze me, good cologne, check the scent, this shit amazing Watch your homie scramble, to his only gamble He had it now, he playing nothing, Naomi Campbell Yeah, ma, that's grass in my fist, they offer fashion tips Gass spit, it's fast, ain't it I'm rapping, being passionate Won't sign no broken deal, because I know the deal I'm the flyest, don't be biased, you know what's real Fuck your fathers set, I stay locked in tent You won't jerk me, I ain't thirsty, I'll provide the bench They say my pride is bent, na, I just ride the rent I ain't no ass kisser, cocksucker is what I meant And yeah, I grab the block, that's my hobbie Maskin' up, I ball, and I always had the rock No zip to address me, no school to test me Come aproach, I'm in ghost, like SP First the album Harlem World, sold 3 million Up next, 3 mill women A 3 million million No diss to Lil Kim, I had a crush on you So Ma$e and Un call me, then I wrote Crush On You You catch act live, but you stacked Jive I do the sairemony, Cam's now baptised I be in Bergdorf, Bloomingdales, Saks 5 I got a blue 6, green 7, black 5 We like the Temptations, FourTops, Jack 5 I got guns, Muggsy, LeBron, Shaq size Plus, Coke dope, PCP, crack pies [Chorus: Cam'ron] Put your fist up, crisp up, wrist up Big cars, big trucks, Harlem world, bitch, what We'll take your money, we'll take your honey