Lyrics

Yo, girl, what up? Get a notepad For what? You ain't got no swag And you so fine and so sad Still ridin' coach, need a coach bag Let me coach you, no coach tags What that mean? Get rid of that coach bag And listen, I ain't tryin' to throw jabs Fuck you, Cam, why you gettin' so mad? Only one that deal with Cam is a queen Louis handbags, Alexander McQueen Yeah, stand up, I mean by how I handle my team, clean Harlem niggas don't wear sandals with jeans Car skill good, I can handle the Beam Nickle, dime, twenties, I can handle the fiends So hey muma, que pasa? I'm water, baby, agua Hey yo, muma, I'm sayin' Can I come over? 'Cause I'm not playin' Bend your ass over, uh, I'm not waitin' Down if I sober, uh, I'm blazin', hey Hold up, let the slime spit Need these first three rows, let my slob sit I said all make it hard to see the time tick Me and my dime chicks with glasses of wine, lit Hey, your money can't provide this "Hi miss", your answer's, "Yes, your highness" Try this, only I can supply this Reply this, you'll always see me in fly shit, shi If I don't know you, I hope not to Tryin' to play a tough role, I'm like not you Earl Boykins, I'm D Rose, I got you Under the sun is where we pose, we hot duke Whoo, is what I did to the booth How I spend in the coupe while you and members salute I'ma keep it trill, I'm that nigga livin' the proof Tellin' me to chill is like stompin' Cam with a shoe Hey yo, muma, I'm sayin' Can I come over? 'Cause I'm not playin' Bend your ass over, uh, I'm not waitin' Down if I sober, uh, I'm blazin' Hey yo, muma, I'm sayin' Can I come over? 'Cause I'm not playin' Bend your ass over, uh, I'm not waitin' Down if I sober, I'm blazin' In the hood where I creep, tryin' to hook me a freak Wanna see what girl around here could put me to sleep Could mean a hotel, could mean a suite Could mean tuition, could mean a Jeep Damn those boogi ass one night Cam hoes Jumped out of Lambo's, car, neck, hand froze Damn yo, cameras, stand, pose Tramp holes watch her 'fore Cam rose She go down, I'm tryin' to get the top, Me, Lee, Britain drop How to hit the block, ee wee, piffin' rock, ah Before the DT's get the watch Then they begin to watch, all day switchin' spots I'm in the hood like muma What's really, what's good? Frank Mula Gun 50, black hood, same shooter Blowin' sticky black wood, straight ruler Hey yo, muma, I'm sayin' Can I come over? 'Cause I'm not playin' Bend your ass over, uh, I'm not waitin' Down if I sober, uh, I'm blazin' Hey yo, muma, I'm sayin' Can I come over? 'Cause I'm not playin' Bend your ass over, uh, I'm not waitin' Down if I sober, uh, I'm blazin'
Writer(s): Cameron Giles, Teeyon Winfree, Dario Rodriguez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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