Dumb B*tch - Cam'Ron

Look at this dumb bitch, 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 bitch 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 embarrassed ya!»

Blood in her mascara, now it’s a massacre

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 shit 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!»

Shit, 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 nigga, pretendable

Criminal, general, taking vitamins, minerals

All identical, we’ll lean you like benadryll

Spend a 'mil, make five and ten to kill

Any real, nigga 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

Bitch niggas is Betty Boo, so Betty Bye

The 4/4's the airport, I let it fly