Dame Dash
Dame Dash - I Am Dame Dash songtekst
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feat. Cam'Ron, Jim Jones [Dame Dash] ** (Cam'Ron) ** Hopefully, y'all enjoying the album, as of yet My name is still Dame Dash and I'm still the CEO And I wanna take this time to kick it with my nigga Cam and my nigga Jimmy You know, we kinda came up around the same way 110th.. 109th... 142nd.. 140th And if I could rap, Cam, I'm telling you I swear to God, I'd talk my shit.. (I know) I'd talk about how I got that money and copped them cakes.. (Yeah, I got you, though) Cam, please man, COME ON!! [Cam'Ron] In '87, dog, my man, Dame, was a cake copper Eighth chopper, now, he got a gray chopper Harlem, Brooklyn, Philly, the whole state's proper Shrimp, steak, forty-second, they ate lobsters He used to stack up his chips Crashed up his whip lookin' back at a bitch Left it, 'F' it, we bout to get twelve Jeeps '91, barbershop on 12th street Yeah, we turned dope into dollars Front haircuts, back 'dro in the bottle Any beef? Cam is in place Yeah, we got the bricks off of Hamilton Place Papi came down with product in the bag Put the crackhead in the taxi and we followed the cab Downtown, no, we took 'em We called Dookie, drove him over to Brooklyn Their baby's mother, she once got the drop on us We copped a bird and the bitch called the cops on us Dame took me off the block Hand to hand to handling the coffee pot [Dame Dash] Thanks, Cam, I appreciate it, but man That's not enough, I still got some shit on my mind I still see the cars.. I still see the fact that we were stars I still see the rooftop.. Don't get it twisted, now, this ain't no song, like I said I just got some shit I wish I co