Texty: Cam'Ron & Dj Drama. Boss Of All Bosses 2. Intro.

[with Vado]

[DJ Drama:]
Hehe, y'all asked for it

[Vado:]
What's poppin'?, I'm poppin'
Techs and the Glocks and let's get it poppin'
Louis flip-floppin', that's nottin'
Like a lockman, she's watchin'
Tick-tockin', lever, 1st option
SL, topless, '09 drop and
Your money short like the shorts on Stockton
You got caught, got court, no Cochran
Streetsweepin', didn't get the mop and
We got Barack and black power
Fist knockin', white powder
Bricks cop in night hours
Strip-hoppin, eat niggas
Anthony Hopkins, blam when it's nonsense
"Oh, God", Anthony Johnson
No prob, grams, I move constant
Damn all the gossip, stand like I got this
Lochness Monster, no conscience
Death before dishonor, no comments
Honest, make a morgue pay homage
Take 'em hostage, Bruce Willis couldn't knock this
Watch this, I got this
Keep gwop, big knot, small pockets

[Cam'ron:]
I'm back at it, that savage
Mack-Daddy, black caddy and the seats Craftmatic
Lucky, had a rap habit kuz I had a black matic
Coffin ya, like a fabric softener, attack static
Little black magic, few crack addicts
Killin' 'em, now I'm killin' you wack gadgets
Black tactics, like a jackrabbit
She trife with no knife, back-stabbed it
Dagnabbed it, cocaine back-slab it
Don't have it, no prob, grab plastic
Get ya ass kicked, body in a casket
After that, put ya head in a basket
I got money in Dallas, like the Mavericks
Then, money in Ohio, like Pavlic
With a bad bitch, and we ridin' on a horse, no carriage
With my cabbage, I'm marriage
You average, them bricks they flip like gymnastics
Stretch like elastic, you bastards
Shit'll get drastic, I'm mad sick
New fabrics, old habits
New antics, can't stand it
Run frantic, body in Atlantic
At the Atlantis, I don't give a damn, bitch
Goggles on, Kurt Rambis
On the canvas, que pasa
That's Spanish, you'll vanish
Be a bandit, run rampant
Goddamn it, hope I'm candid
U.S. banned it, now don't panic
Cot-
Killa, Vado, Dipset
Most hated, welcome to the U.N., bitch
Ta-da