Medellin - Cam'Ron

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Authentic

This— This is the Medellín

This— This— This is the Medellín

Uh (Killa) Ni— Ni— Ni— Nigga that Medellín

Burn ya lungs, I be steamin' with the Medeas (Yeah, I do)

Bring the guns, I get the steamer in the party (Oh yeah)

Nowadays you might see me with a Barbie

Was gon' take my ex back, seen her with Safaree (Psh)

Had her with the work in the car, that was my down bitch

But you joined the circus, you do clown shit

When you fuck up, can’t come back around, this

Word from the late, great Hud, «How I sound, sick?»

It might be old or some', but, look, I never spoke on it

Don’t like it?

My dick’s available, choke on it

Talk when I wanna talk, no pressure from a Instagram

Twitter, Snapchat, before the internet I been the man

I’m still that nigga Capo call, turn a corner and call your boy

We got a friend, they wanna be trained?

I yell out, «All aboard!»

We makin' laws, y’all call the law

You ain’t tryna win the chip, then what you ballin' for?

(Ahh)

One of my girls, you wanna wife her (Wife her)

Ready to change his life up (Life up)

DM to my lovey then told him swipe up (Uh)

Drains his bank account then told him life sucks

I’m from the bottom, I made it right to the top

Santa Claus sit on my lap, baby, baby, uh

We gotta get it, we’ll get it gone, believe me

What’s a cap?

No cap, baby, baby

This is the Medellín (What you smokin', nigga?)

Nigga, the Medellín (Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa, yo, lemme get a blunt real

quick)

This— This— This is the Medellín

Let’s get it, let’s get it, I ain’t signed to Monami

Mona shoppin' my movies, Mona work for me

Rather work with me, that happen when the bosses meet

Only way you can talk to me from across the street

Mr. Comma-Comma, what we got in common, though?

Streets of Harlem, I treat 'em just like they Monaco

Like a virgin, shower curtain, somebody let Madonna know

Your girl jumped in and jumped off, I yelled «Geronimo»

Still countin' money, dummy, that’s why they on my—

Three million dollar retail, two mill from the online

Another one point five million dollars when it’s tour grind

Eight-digit movie deal, yeah, it’s Jason Bourne time

More hoes when the doors close

More so loiterin', curvin' all award shows

Waitin' to bid up on your house when it foreclose

Movin' in?

Nah, I’m usin' it for wardrobe (Ahh)

One of my girls, you wanna wife her (Wife her)

Ready to change his life up (Life up)

DM to my lovey then told him swipe up (Uh)

Drains his bank account then told him life sucks

I’m from the bottom, I made it right to the top

Santa Claus sit on my lap, baby, baby, uh

We gotta get it, we’ll get it gone, believe me

What’s a cap?

No cap, baby, baby

This is the Medellín (What you smokin', nigga?)

Nigga, the Medellín (Yo, lemme get a blunt real quick)

This is the Medellín