[Chorus: 2x]  Yo swagg aint shit like mine(Like Mine)  Everybody fresh Everybody Ride(Ride)  So if U wanna hate nigga get in line(Get in line)  Cash Camp nigga its our time(Our time)    [Young Jitt:]  (Man What!)  I gotta do it shawty, I'm goin ham on em  And When it comes to the Camp bruh u dont want them  We Coming To Yo City, You no its gone Be wild  Make a nigga stay in the house like a bad child  My swagg off the scale, I'm like a bad disease  Im so hot make a nigga catch a nose bleed  Real niggas homie better clear the set quick  Talkin this and that patna dont mix me with that bullshit  Punk bitch state facts next time you talk shit  Cuz the nigga you mad at we dont even fuck with  Young Jitt stay clean, fresher den a peppermint  Dats why these niggas hate cuz they girls addicts like medicine  Luved by the public and all the real niggas aye  Look pass this man it gets no bigger  Aye I tried to tell ya homie I'm young boss  So come see about me shawty when the cameras is off    [Chorus: 2x]    [Lil Lite:]  Boy we paper chasin through the nation, bitch we makin bread  Boy we gettin to the doe fuck what any nigga said  Boy we will get dem thangs up out it  Click,Clack, and bang about it  But when even worried about it cuz ween even heard about ya  Yeah We Yankin Cuz we yankin to the bank bruh  Laughin at these niggas coming from these no namestas  We gettin money so you better get yo cake up  Best to start eatin cuz ya need to get ya weight up  You think it sweet cuz we dance in on stage  Well patna meet me in da parking lot and say it to my face hey  These niggas blind cuz its damn crystal clear  Cash Camp '08 nigga this our year    [Chorus: 2x]    [Lil' Playboy:]  Oh yes, Oh yes these niggas want a problem  Should I let the nigga ride or should I let the Mac 11 solve em  Ok I let it solve em, so watch me solve the problem  Grab the mac, grab he mask bussin like the green goblin  Aye you really want beef Look you don't stand a chance]  We them same niggas dancin with them pistols in our hands  You don't want that glock 9 to click back and unwind  Bust a couple heads and introduce you to that flat line  Swagga Jacka jack mine  Boy you better think twice  Cuz I'ma hit you with that heat and leave yo ass on ice  Its Cash Camp 4 life nigga is you stupid  Boy come from out the sky busin niggas like um cupid    [Chorus: 2x]    [Yella Boy Trent:]  (Check Me Out!)  Nigga who is you boy we been gettin stacks  Big faces plenty haters you'll be just another addict  To my kill list of niggas I niigas to kill niggas  4 these niggas who be wishin they were gettin what im gettin  Playboy told me toss a stack to make it rain yo bitch ass  But I just love to shoot so you betta thank his ass  I damn sho gone kill  Man they real think they real  Someone come get yo kids fo he get his wig split (aye!)  I'm in this thang to win  Aint gt no time to spend  I pop that trunk and get that burna let the fun begin  Gotta let em know get off Cash Camp dick  An before you try to dis build a name for yo click bitch    [Chorus: 2x]