Cam'ron - Dumb B*tch lyrics

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Cam'ron - Dumb B*tch lyrics

[Verse 1] Look at this dumb b**h, thinkin' she all that Talk crazy, well I talk back You need your jaw cracked, raw rap She said, "You need yours slapped!" I said, "MA, You can't afford that!" Brought the mace out and switchblade, what is this fifth grade? Said, "Cam'ron, you b**h made!" I don't hit women, not at at all so I called Candy up, she called Brandy up, she called Tammy up Tam' called Tiffany, Tiff can't stand the sweat Tiff called Erica, Tanya and Janice up Janice called Nika, even Havana up They came twelve deep, three cars, bandana'd up Seen her, beat her like a slave out in Africa Standin' there lookin' like "Damn, I embarra**ed ya!" Blood in her mascara, now it's a ma**acre Had to stop 'em, they were gonna casket her I don't care, call ya boyfriend or ya brother up Father or ya uncle or ya cousin we can knuckle up Seatbelt? No, but believe I'm buckled up You will get muzzled up, for a couple bucks Had to let her know my sh** was unsinkable Character who you are, reputation what they think of you Everybody like, "Yo, Cam, let me drink with you!" "Link with you!" "Um, stink to you cuz I ain't do the clink with you!" sh**, and these bullets you can drink a few I did links, minks, one wink, they'll get at you Don't matter if you're senator, principal, [?] New school, conventional, hood n***a, pretendable Criminal, general, taking vitamins, minerals All identical, we'll lean you like benadryll Spend a 'mil, make five and ten to k** Any real, n***a wanna be, let me know ho I'm on his heels Wet work, I water steel, I'm sorta real Don't come to my hood, it's Slaughterville, you oughta chill b**h n***as is Betty Boo, so Betty Bye The 4/4's the airport, I let it fly