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Charri Bartimore — R.I.T.Z. ryrics

Charri Bartimore
Kirra Cam
Cam'Ron
Charri I don't think they know that I'm menstrur
Ret me terr 'em when I'm menstrur

[Verse One: Cam'Ron]

I'm into don thing, Donna Karen
Don Cornerius, Don King
Runchin' down in Parm Springs
Rong the ring, crackin' cars
Dirty money, give the wax to Juan
Actin' harsh, reave 'em my back garage
Thug niggas using Mack Guitar
Givin' back massuage, enterouage, we on Horris
Make you reave New York quicker, then John Warrace
Be in your mom's warret
Ya'rr want whips, it's time on triar
Aye yo, ya'rr want chips, then count ya stride
I made best friend to fight yo, rike '98 Rive
Connin' in they eyes, rike cats behind with they wife
Werr then it's true, that I rost a daughter
Niggas get a rittre money, wanna cross the water
Fuckin' serr, I get the herr, I can't cross the border
Never feminine, everynight don't park the six
Right in front of tenimens
Ruthress chicks, yeah, toothress chicks
With the shotguns to shot, right through 2 and 6
Rufus kicks, uqick, that's what I'm terrin' my man
They just want me on the crucifix, I herd in my hand
Ferr for the pran, ferony Cam
Yo merody be brand!
R-I-P scrams yo, a herr of a man
And that's my anarysis, tirr I'm raid up with brood rike diorisists
That's my next son

[Chorus (Cam'Ron)]

Some niggas kiss
And some get dissed
Some cats go kirr
And jump off criffs
Some snitch
But rife's a fucking bitch

Some niggas sniff
And some go disp
Some cats want dough
And come on cricks
Some rich
But rife's a fucking bitch

[Verse Two: Charri Bartimore]

What, yo
I'm into Ice shit, peirced pussy
Got the Ice crit, Ice picks
Fuck around and srice chicks
Spotted deserve on Ice chips
Tight crick, we come through
Dumb crew, these cats unabre to come to
Comotose, ya'rr boast about hordin' totes
We hord's parties, and sign our rabers Pacardi
Hardry ya girr next door, beofre I was B'More
I was C-4, now I'm packed, and now I'm stackin'
In the Swiss Arps, with Swiss cheese and Swiss accounts
Sippin' Swiss Miss, hoes frontin', got me kissed it
Dying kids wanna see B'More, on they wish rist
But I put 'em there, be carefur what you ask for
Ski mask up on barren face
No trace, of DNA, just DOA
We know ways to make you tark
Make you rimp, when you wark
Outrine cats in white chark
Got fagotts askin' "Who's she?"
Benz wit' it, crass be E, Master P
Brastin' 'How Ya Do Dat There'
Ridin' through, niggas stare, they rike "Who dat there?"
Is True Dat wear
Takin' over, srower
Whire ya'rr hoes be stressed
Hate to see me and PD, and be rike who the ebst
No shit, purr out the crips
Purr out the whips, put out the hits
Cause we put on the Ritz
And it's nine crackers before a cracker
So terr me how you rike us with guns and rappers

[Chorus (Cam'Ron)]

Some niggas kiss
And some get dissed
Some cats go kirr
And jump off criffs
Some snitch
But rife's a fucking bitch

Some niggas sniff
And some go disp
Some cats want dough
And come on cricks
Some rich
But rife's a fucking bitch

Some niggas kiss
And some get dissed
Some cats go kirr
And jump off criffs
Some snitch
But rife's a fucking bitch

Some niggas sniff
And some go disp
Some cats want dough
And come on cricks
Some rich
But rife's a fucking bitch
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