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CONCRETE BOYS: CAMO! - UP YO STANDARDS (OFFICIAL VISUALIZER)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Camo!
Camo!
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Songwriter
Cameron Butts
Cameron Butts
Songwriter
William Dale Minnix III
William Dale Minnix III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
OK
OK
Producer
Benjamin Mathew
Benjamin Mathew
Engineer
Harley Arsenault
Harley Arsenault
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah (ok is the hardest, I swear to God), yeah, yeah, ye, yeah, yeah, uh-huh Yeah (we gon' be ok), yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh Keep bringing it in, keep bringing it in, keep bringing it in That bitch want my kid, I just went and put a new kit on a Benz, yeah She want a percy, I gave her a 30, she get on her tens You know I gotta turn my bitch up, paying for all her friends, yeah You gotta aim a lil' higher, baby your man in the D league He barely could get you a ticket, got you a seat in the nosebleeds I'm riding around five percent tinted, baby who movin' as low as me (yeah) I bought you a chain and now you glisten secrets, so they know it's me (yeah) I gotta stick to my mission, I gotta move with it on me I know that tryna find love in the club can get real lonely You know I can never switch up on you, if the pressure was on me If you leave me, baby, you'll be spendin' the rest of your life tryna clone me Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh She don't want no mans, she want do it herself (yeah) I put a nigga on a shelf (yeah), like fuck is you saying? (yeah) I'm packing him up, I'm sending him home, that nigga get banned (yeah) I had to show him the way to the door wit' a gun in my hand (frrt) Just come to me baby, just come to me baby, it's all in her plan In the back of the Benz, I'm spreading them hundreds, I'm making a fanyeah, ha) I got a two-stepper on me right now, so why would I dance? (Yeah, ha) I see your man right now, so I know I got a chance (yeah, ha) Keep bringing it in, keep bringing it in, keep bringing it in That bitch want my kid, I just went and put a new kit on a Benz, yeah She want a percy, I gave her a 30, she get on her tens You know I gotta turn my bitch up, paying for all her friends, yeah You gotta aim a lil' higher, baby your man in the D league He barely could get you a ticket, got you a seat in the nosebleeds I'm riding around five percent tinted, baby who movin' as low as me I bought you a chain, and now you glisten secrets, so they know it's me (yeah) I gotta stick to my mission, I gotta move with it on me I know that tryna find love in the club can get real lonely You know I can never switch up on you, if the pressure was on me If you leave me, baby, you'll be spendin' the rest of your life tryna clone me Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, ye, uh-huh
Writer(s): Cameron Butts, Harley Arsenaul, Harley Arsenault, William Dale Minnix Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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