Текст песни Cam`ron - Family Ties, слова песни Cam`ron

Текст песни Cam`ron - Family Ties

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[Verse 1]Man I spit that pimp talk, you hang out where the pimps collideIt`s a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the rideThis aint the pimp camp, pimp limp, pimp stance Pimp slap a slim tramp, order steak shrimp scampOka-ka-kay, you ga-ga-gayI`ll suflet ya toupee, and bottles be a bouqetRight where you stay, or where you stayedThat 45 trey duce spade spray you stayedUnload the click clack, to ya fit capHold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit thatFor 9 years the spain had to time shareBack to time square, I got dimes hereBy the port authority, but I got more authorityYour girl she order more E, check she forge it for meReporters report me, how she report to the orgyBut it`s more to the story, her daughter applaud me [Chorus - Nicole Wray (Cam`Ron)]We in a zone, our soldiers like to stand byNever alone, we bout to make the Jones cry(Dipset Dipset Dipset Dipset Dipset Dipset)We hold our own, don`t think you can move us or push usWe step to the side, that`s why they call this family ties(Dipset Dipset Dipset Dipset Dipset Dipset)[Verse 2]From the back of the cop ride, the black on black, black when we cop ridesI will not hide, hi ma hot thighs, dick on her nose, now she`s cock-eyedFrom whippin the bacon rolls, to outside whippin the bacon rollsSanai Lathan knows, i`m rakin but makin doughEighty holes in ya shirt, they`re your own jamaican clothesI ain`t talkin the pocono`s I`m talkin to Aspen`s the slopes we goYou get the okie doke, play me baby i hope he knowWe break noses, call him baby PinnochioFuckin Liar, I`ll hold it with blue mittensTwo pigeons, what the fuck are you pitchinOne house, two kitchens, who`s bitchinI`ll bring the diesel, won`t see the fooshsnickensAnd I don`t trust a ho, That`s mother to baby motherMotherfucker you look like a lady loverI`ll tuck slap her, dap her, plus clap herTell her drink, come get drunk it`s nut crackerAnd it`s well known that Rell home, YupHit E.T. up on the cell phoneAs your family dies, and my family riseCall the network, dipset, family ties [Chorus] [Verse 3]You see me in that lavendar tank, you rather just faintI was fort lauder, you was saint ladder day saintsWhips get lavendar paint, ride with the rappersScrap with the actors, cap back, abra cadabraAnd i`m appauled, thinkin we ain`t all comfortableMe and all these rappers all Theodore HuxtableThey mothers a lawyer, they fathers a doctorAuction, coke to the coppers, glock`s in the lockerAnd who you sposed to be, get hung from the roseriesCall me C.O.D. thats Coke and them Oser DSome O.D.B. off them Oser DI ain`t give a fuck, as long as they ain`t close to mePut your drugs in the air, give a toast to mePump that dip in your veins, get dope like meFuck Kerry and Bush, you should vote meFor real nigga, on the real, the last hope is me [Chorus]

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