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Mami you miss me, don't you? | Haters, wish you could hit me, don't you? | Heh, you should call me uncle
Mami you miss me, don't you? Haters, wish you could hit me, don't you? Heh, you should call me uncle I understand, I'm back by popular demand That new CL fly Outside of Popeyes eating chicken and fries Yeah, come holla at your uncle I understand, I'm back by popular demand You are now listening to the all-time phenomenal Used to bag work in VA at the Econo Lo' Now I'm laying out at the Delano though But don't get it twisted, the Uzi's in the lining though Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though Such a scary thing to hear the soul sing "Geronimo!" Pull up in the CL, the shit's astronomical Hoes lining up on the curb, they fall like dominoes Used to have this white bitch, she looked like Madonna though Heard that she fucking LeBron, but shit, I don't know Like that, Bron-Bron? I had that long time ago Butt-naked on the balcony at the Dolla-no I mean the Delano, I mean, Pharrell'll know The head shop bitch from D.C, ay P, let 'em know! (Yeah that bitch was hot nigga) Yeah, yeah, but it was time to go Them hoes come in "eenie, meenie, minie-mo" Yuugh! Mami you miss me, don't you? Mami you miss me, don't you? Haters, wish you could hit me, don't you? Heh, you should call me uncle I understand, I'm back by popular demand That new CL fly Outside of Popeyes eating chicken and fries Yeah, come holla at your uncle I understand, I'm back by popular demand Why wouldn't I be? Look at shorty (Dammmn!) Uh, mami good down to the cuticles, "I'm Cammm What's your name, beautiful?" Like (mannn) I could get used to you Woulda (rannn) if you knew what I used to do But call me uncle, yeah Uncle Cam I tax 'em (like who?) Like Uncle Sam From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble (Annnd) The gat on the belt on the hip (Annnd) I keep it Pharrell with the Clipse Drive a hard bargain (bargain) I'm Harlem's only Gar-gar-gin, car foreign The other man stood-stood stutter-fied I know your moms well, tell your mother "Hi" I'm the other guy that got your mother high Coke like a caterpillar, I make butter fly, I Mami you miss me, don't you? Haters, wish you could hit me, don't you? Heh, you should call me uncle I understand, I'm back by popular demand That new CL fly Outside of Popeyes eating chicken and fries Yeah, come holla at your uncle I understand, I'm back by popular demand Goddamn, the boy's back From pushing a mountain of Sno-caps to avoiding the Kojak The pioneer of the coke rap I'm dancing with the stars, stepping on blow, doing the toe-tap The dope return like I had it on LoJack It made its way home like a road map, I fathered this If I misled any kid that's fatherless That burden's on my soul as long I exist Generation lost, they saying they can't reach us The answer is the Lord like Saturday Night Fever I kept it in the crib, it made me a light sleeper Whether watching for the Feds or avoiding the Grim Reaper Way deeper than rap, money and hoes, it's deeper than that Fight the temptation but it keep coming back Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense Who knew them commas meant you could lose your common sense? Before it's too late, all I can tell 'em is "Repent," ugh Mami you miss me, don't you? Haters, wish you could hit me, don't you? Heh, you should call me uncle I understand, I'm back by popular demand That new CL fly Outside of Popeyes eating chicken and fries Yeah, come holla at your uncle I understand, I'm back by popular demand
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