Young Scooter, Cam’ron - Over Wit lyrics

Scooter got that cocaine, I got the heroin
Got the fiends runnin' miles like a marathon
Come into my hood it's like Lebanon
Gold diggers suck a dick
I ain't no leprechaun
In the streets yea, in my beach chair
Talk shit, throw him off the roof
Yea it's leap year
No I ain't no barber but I clip a nigga
Put the money on yo head
Like you a stripper nigga
Clips, triggers, it gets no bigger
Pop pop pop, a ditch I'll dig ya
Smack ya mother, hit ya sister
Tell yea father come get it nigga
I mack hard, I'm a crack god
They don't shop wit Killa cause
I got that black card

They say I know magic how I pull triggers
Nobody shop wit Scooter cause he too slick
Finesse finesse finesse
He known for hittin' licks
He ain't got no plug that nigga lyin'
Money through wit you, boy you over wit
Rapper runnin' outta words cause
They over wit
Ya plug gone, ya bitch gone, boy you over wit
Don't get caught up on that
Phone cause you over wit

Killa got that heroin, I move metric tons
First I check ya resume
Then come get you some
No clean bricks, I went in all of them
We call it remix, in the hood I'm from
Money due wit you boy I can see it
That dirty asshole made you believe him
Sucked him till he went to sleep
And ran off wit his pieces
Took the money, and 70 pounds of sour diesel
Now you over wit, can't even buy a brick
No money, last week you had a half of him
Wake up, ya bitch gone cause ya money gone
Can't get a pack in, ya plug switched phones

They say I know magic how I pull triggers
Nobody shot wit Scooter cause he too slick
Finesse finesse finesse
He known for hittin' licks
He ain't got no plug that nigga lying
Money due wit you boy you over wit
Rapper runnin' outta words cause
They over wit
Ya plug gone, ya bitch gone, boy you over wit
Don't get caught up on that
Phone cause you over wit