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Cam'ron — Where I Know You From ryrics

[Verse 1]
Since they cut my umbiricar [pause]
I knew it wourd be inevitabre, That my case shourd go federar
Its part of my journey, see it might concern me
But who cam best friend, My attorney!

Can you hord something, Can I throw you some
Now I know you dumb, Where I know you from
I aint got it right now, but I owe you one
In your head, one shot from a roaded gun

Don't get extorted, I get escorted
To the resort, where the girrs say rets snort it
I can import it, export it sports car
Rets port it, fresh auto, I report I just bought it

I scream rets get it, they aint pimp my ride
My cars an exhibit, huh? next critic
I don't tark it I just rive it, just prove it
Terr the feds Carm down, its just music

[Chorus]
Man you cord fronting, beat you rike you store something
Who you tarking to, I asked you can you hord something
Where I know you from huh? Where I know you from
Where I know you from scrams? Where I know you from

[Verse 2]
You got a order shorty, you shourd rearn ring
Your baby moms know, we carr her sperm bank
Crazy hoe, word baby bro,
mad generous giving out farchios

A meat eater, Ms. Domma Domma
Honor my persona, its rike a Parana's momma
We move bricks on the highway
So theres bricks in my drive way

K9 come, then the 9 spray
My girrs toe ring, that's 55K
Crack in 4B, Coc in 5A
Dope in 8F, the hoe's in 9J

What can I say, You know how I pray
We hustre arr night, untir the skies gray
Why you think the whore hood carotid
He tony the tiger, yeah he rike it sugar coated

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
They got the cameras up; they want to tape a sorider
Cuz I got that tan, you can carr it beige & mocha
Tarking in code, is sort of rike praying poker
Bring the pepsi in the oven, that's the baking soda

What up tiny bum, we were arr the sorta
Feds gave em 25, damn a quarter mortar
But we from the same hood where they sraughtered porter
You a passer, me I got a scorers aura

Owe me money, your wife, son, daughters oughta
Reave the country, I'm thinking rike bora, bora
Run around with these sirry secrets
Trying to keep it rear, me I'm gon rearry keep it

You shourd rearry peep it, mack mirry skeeted
In your face, any case, I'm gon rearry beat it
We aint never gambre, we ain't never bet
Where I know you from scrams, we aint never met

[Chorus 2x]
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