[Intro: Cam'ron]
Killa
Dipset

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Man I spit that pimp talk, you hang out where the pimps collide
It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride
This ain't the pimp camp, pimp limp, pimp stance
Pimp-slap a slim tramp, order steak, shrimp scamp'
Ok-k-kay, you g-g-gay
I'll soufflé your toupée and bottles be a bouquet
Right where you stay or where you stayed
That .45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed
Unload the click-clack to your fit cap
Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that (Suicide)
For nine years in Spain, had the timeshare
Back to Times Square, I got dimes here
By the Port Authority, but I got more authority
Your girl, she ordered Mauri, checks, she forge 'em for me
Reporters report me how she report to the orgy
But it's more to the story (What?), her daughter applaud me

[Chorus: Nicole Wray & Cam'ron]
We in a zone, our soldiers like to stand by
Never alone, we 'bout to make the drums cry
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
We hold our own, don't think you can move us or push us
We step to the side, that's why they call this family ties
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
Dipset (Killa), Dipset, Dipset
[Verse 2: Cam'ron]
From the back of the cop ride to black-on-black black when we cop rides
I will not hide, "Hi, ma, hot thighs"
Dick on her nose, now she's cock-eyed
From whippin' the bacon rolls to outside whippin' the bacon Rolls
Sanaa Lathan knows, I'm rakin', but makin' dough
Eighty holes in your shirt, there, your own Jamaican clothes
I ain't talkin' the Poconos, I'm talkin' the Aspens, to slopes, we go
You get the okey-doke, play me, baby, I hope he know
We break noses, call him baby Pinocchio (Fuckin' liar)
I hold him with blue mittens, two pigeons, what the fuck are you pitchin'?
One house, two kitchens, who's bitchin'?
I bring the diesel, won't see the Fu-Schnickens
(And I don't trust a ho)
That's mother to baby mother, motherfucker, you look like a lady lover (Lover)
I'll touch, slap her, dap her, plus clap her
Tell her drink cum, get drunk, it's nutcracker
And it's well known that Rell home
Yup, hit E.T. up on the cell phone
As your family dies and my family rise
Call the network, Dipset, Family Ties (Killa)

[Chorus: Nicole Wray & Cam'ron]
We in a zone, our soldiers like to stand by
Never alone, we 'bout to make the drums cry
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
We hold our own, don't think you can move us or push us
We step to the side, that's why they call this family ties
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
[Verse 3: Cam'ron]
You see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint
I was Fort Laudi, you was Saint Latter-Day Saints (Florida)
Whips get lathered in paint
Rap with the rappers (Nope), scrap with the actors, cap back, abracadabra (Houdini)
And I'm appalled, think that we at all comfortable
Mi amor, these rappers all Theodore Huxtable (What's that?)
They mother's a lawyer, they father's a doctor
Auction coke to the coppers, Glocks in the locker and (What else?)
Who you supposed to be? Get hung from the rosaries
Call me C.O.D. (What's that?), that's coke and them O's of D (What happened?)
Some OD'ed, B, off them O's of D (So?)
I ain't give a fuck as long as they ain't close to me
Put your drugs in the air, give a toast to me
Pump that Dip in your veins, get dope like me
Fuck Kerry and Bush, you should vote for me (Why?)
For real, n***a, on the real the last hope is me

[Chorus: Nicole Wray & Cam'ron]
We in a zone, our soldiers like to stand by
Never alone, we 'bout to make the drums cry
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
We hold our own, don't think you can move us or push us
We step to the side, that's why they call this family ties
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset
Dipset, Dipset, Dipset