That's Me Chords by Cam'ron

[Intro]
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I'm not going to sit here and watch this go on any longer
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You know they put my food in the dark
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And then expect me to look for my plate on some Mr Magoo shit
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Fuck I look like I'm not going to watch this go on any longer
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[Chorus]
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I'm on y'all
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Harlem who else is going to hold us down
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Bloodshed niggas
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Let's get it right this time around understand killer


[Verse]
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Yo I don't understand how these cats sip Daqueri's
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Like it's all good down at the hit factory
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Be on fiftyfourth whole clique backing me
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All that click clackery take your wrist wrappery
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I ain't no rapper be I skeet oozies
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And I can't act turned down three movies
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So gimme your chain your jewels and your cash
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And your fast food I'll eat your food fast
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My rude ass carry three weapons
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And I'll give your face a see section and keep stepping
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Who else in a hurry to mirk
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We kill girls rape 'em bury their skirts
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Imagine me wake up seven:thirty for work what
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I'd rather run the streets seven:thirty with work
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But met this knucklehead thought he want a order
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Came and asked me stop pitching to his daughter
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Said me it's the man can't be
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Be glad I'm not in her damn panties
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Got her damn handy
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How you going to ever ask stop carrying candy
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I'm a sell to anybody in your damn family
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Uncle Tom your Aunt Tammy your Grandmammy
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Your right hand man Randy understand me
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In Antlanta I got an outlandish land piece
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And a matching land Desert Calasandi
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You know the one with the whips that's me
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The one with the chips and the chips that's me


[Chorus]
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The one with the toast pants baggy yelling out get at me
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Get at me nigga that's me
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The one that be running and dodging you
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The one that be sucking mad dick you
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The one that's scared of some yay yo
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Always wanna lay low 'cause your girl say so you biatch


[Verse]
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I could show you some ice
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Throw you a bite
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You not that good dog who told you you're nice
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Your crew switch siders
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When I come through hey Cam
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Dick riders
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But I only mess with Navigators five twentyeight
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Six drivers big buyers where you live we live liver
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Come through stick your suppliers
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Mack so many hoes dick in saliva
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Gash her up ma put it on you mouth
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Then I grab her neck and try to take her tonsils out
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And I don't got beef I don't play those games
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If I did though believe me I would say y'all names
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Go to your house red dot scope your crib
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Smack your earth snatch your seeds choke your wiz
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My crew split it was my mistake
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But to my nigga Duke we all make mistakes
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I'm a get shit right if I spend my cake
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Jimmy I'm a get you up out of five H
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This is for my niggas that load the pipe
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Saying I'm the best just not promoted right
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You know my life
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Drink smoke roll some dice
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Control the hiest
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Know I'm a patrol your schiest
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We all get schiest
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Ma keep all your rice
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Wedding ring hell no
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I like all my ice
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Niggas tried to make Killa Cam all polite
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Turn on the set now bitch I'm like poltergiest
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You the type talk about everything you got now
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I interrupt you like Not now you hot owl
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My rings like a dog all rock wild
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When I flash it everybody shocked Wow


[Chorus]
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I see y'all concerned about me
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You ain't got to go to school to learn about me
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Yo the one with mad guns that's me
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The one with the yay for twentythree that's me
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The one with the ice sliced coke half price
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Yoke that's nice that's me
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The one that's scared of a scuffle you
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The one that say Baby girl I love you you
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The one that talk about hustling never seen a oven


[Verse]
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You all about nothing you biatch
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Told you I got us this time around niggas
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Feeling me some huh
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Harlem I got us nigga
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Santana Freaky Zeeky Jim Jones Salty
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Feshon run with us or run from us or get run the fuck over
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It's fuck us so fuck y'all
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Killa biatch
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Killa bitch
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Killa bitch
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Killa bitch
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Killa bitch
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Killa bitch