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Cam'ron - Sweet Thang lyrics
Sweet thang, don't you know?
 Yes, you are baby
 Uh, uh, one wife, one girl, with the slide on the side
 Plus two chicks that stick, I'm calling my 35
 One of the act live, the other is real cool
 The rest of them just ran with me cuz I'm that doove
 Down to my black shoes, I don't wavle with a lip
 It's a honor when I spit cuz my father was a pimp (a pimp)
 Since Peter Shu have Madonna on his dick
 My persona been the shit like a bundle when I'm chip
 Uh, boot stressin' how I be Hugh Heffin'
 If I'm in that A8 then you move in that Q7
 Simple as two steppin', a dip was a true weapon
 Can't sleep on 'er, she'll 3-4 me like 2-11
 I'll be your rider, mentally depravata
 Let me get inside 'er, I leave 'er walking like Kaza
 Top floor, trunk Plaza, high riser
 Shoppin' be your agenda, you remind me of Ginger
 Oooh sweet thang, don't you know you're my everythang?
 Oooh sweet thang, don't you know you're my everythang?
 Yes, you know
 Yes, you are baby
 Listen babe, uh
 You must me think, sweet thing
 Think that a riddle? (no)
 My M&M star burst, pack o' Skittles
 Katy paid bar of Twix, cream savored
 Dick hard, jolly rancher, jaw breaker
 Nowa ladies, Mike & Ike, my sweetest fisters
 Juicy fruit, let me have, first she's kiss
 Hold your hand for 1 10th to 40 5th
 New man, your x-man, heard he's sick
 Skip a gossip in the air, some oxygen 
 Tell 'em off, they ate cake nigga
 We wafflin'Cam'ron - Sweet Thang - http://motolyrics.com/camron/sweet-thang-lyrics.html
 They ain't toppin' it, you like it, then I'm toppin' it
 My watch, I'm watchin' it
 My time, approximate
 The boddom document, the car I'm dropping in
 The rims, I'm stockin' it
 B hip, hoppin' it
 You my buttercup, baby girl, pukera
 Give the man a kiss, then suck it up
 Oooh sweet thang, don't you know you're my everythang?
 Oooh sweet thang, don't you know you're my everythang?
 Yes, you know
 Yes, you are baby
 Boy, you'd better get on it before someone else gets on it
 Then you done lost it
 All attention that showin'
 Nigga, love keep growin'
 So you better knowin'
 Got a girl, chick in front of you
 That will never funnel you
 Don't stop, you smoke a blunt or two
 So baby, why you actin' like you're not this happy?
 Tell me, what's the distraction?
 Imma be here to the day
 You'll let another woman take my place
 I could be a good lover-friend
 Write down what you wanna say
 But we don't wanna have memories
 We live, we diss, you get cavities
 I just wanna see you, please
 Never walk back, either way we'll be
 Oooh sweet thang, don't you know you're my everythang?
 Oooh sweet thang, don't you know you're my everythang?
 Yes, you know
 Yes, you are baby








