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mother on my last record cover it's felt Now deal wit it Chorus: Bilal I wanna get into it Let's do this I wanna see you move it So move it So let's just get
D.P. You wanna join the crew, then you must see me, flee (Get 'em Daddy) Got 'em mommy, you my Gotham Bonnie Cause I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny Johnny (Get 'em
A.S over from London 40 Cal., Jha Jha what up ma, I got Miami in the house And the Writer of Writers, J.R {Hook} [J.R. Writer] {Cam Still talking} This
[Cam'ron] (Spoken) Yo J.R?, they've been waitin' for you dog. they've been asking. you ready? Dipset, Lets go! Writer [JR Writer] (CHORUS) To all
, we the proof, get use to this (Yup) Our movement sick (Yea), your movement shit (Yea) That's the fact, have a nap and get use to this (Yea) [J.R. Writer
conscious that took Pac away This For The Niggas screaming On Me But Not Today This for the niggas thinking' I was all Dr. Dre This For The Magasin Writers
A.S over from London 40 Cal., Jha Jha what up ma, I got Miami in the house And the Writer of Writers, J.R. [Hook] [J.R. Writer {Cam Still talking}] This
you, squeeze you (okay) So I'm going out (when?), every weekend (why?) Just to see my Boo again (okay, okay) [Chorus] [Verse 2: J.R. Writer] Girl
Hook Cam'ron: (Aye dios, aye dios mio) (Aye dios, aye dios mio) Callette Callette Callette Ca-Callette (Repeat) Verse 2 J.R. Writer: I know Dominicans with boats that get
, Damage, yessir, J.R Writer To all of my Gs coast to coast Flaco The Great Hook: I'm a real O.G. (You ain't heard about me) I'm a real O.G (J.R Writer
[Cam'ron] (Spoken) Yo J.R?, they've been waitin' for you dog. they've been asking. you ready? Dipset, Lets go! Writer [JR Writer] (CHORUS) To
[Cam'ron] Yo J.R. They been waiting for you dawg They been asking You ready? You up motherfucker Dipset, let's go Writer! [HOOK:JR Writer] To all my
more can I say about Cam J.R. the writer of writers and Santana Back like cooked crack, he even supplying suppliers The type that I'm tighter, tight 'cause I'm writer Write
r and this aim a-r (click-clack) and it's mayday paw this ain't play-play ya'll, dont try to play j.r. i'm hot, it don't stop ; i be spazzin, why not
's see So we kicked a verse that didn't hurt So I hit 'em worst to let him know I don't play those games Save 'em for the jerks, D. Verbs said, "Son, let me get
get fucked for they publishing Always gotta be the weakest nigga out the crew I probably make more money off yo' album than you You see the respect I get
