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Dame Dash Other

(feat. Cam'Ron, Jim Jones) [Dame Dash (Cam'Ron)] Hopefully, y'all enjoying the album, as of yet My name is still Dame Dash and I'm still the CEO And

up shit with a dash of the peppers Get blast for ya necklace Leave ya brains on the dash in ya Lexus We up in the club, dash for the exit Make ya spread

lover man Let em know you're a real rapper, would ya?) [The DOC] (More than just a little bit, better than my competitor) [VERSE 1: Dangerous Dame] Beginnin to end, Dame

Envy)] Gotta love it (You gotta love it) Young! Desert Storm - it's the Roc! It's what we do, beotch! (Fat shout, whole Roc-A-Fella, Dame Dash) I'm just

and spit twelve at the driver's side door of your Range Six hit you, the other six, up in your dame Mafia style, leave you with your watch and your chains

family now, a house made of bricks Four grown ass kids and aint none of them shit She still my bitch so I stayed around But she always tryna Dash when other Dame

de Snoop Bitch you ain't cute, with all that (woop de woop) I might just rock ya, I ain't afraid to blast I might rock a fella like Dame and dash Grip

2-way offerin fo' cars Skillz get the same cash For the past two years I've been windin it up like Dame Dash Ahead like no other, check "From Where???"

mess around And spit twelve at the driver's side door of your Range Six hit you, the other six, up in your dame Mafia style, leave you with your watch