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    Camron

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    Im in a whiptail smashin it
    Mase went to chruch, set down, imagine it
    Who me? Devils Advocate Shit
    Tell a tail to cry, just so you could fail to lie
    Me, Un, Suge, Pac would go to jail and die for this
    Fuck school, A and E murder major, ???? flavors, uh
    Listen to the coach you heard the players got schemin targets
    Philly hoes boost clothes from out of Neiman Marcus
    Real hot, while your flashin out, Gucci jean suit
    Jacket foult, oh yeah, matchin belt, uh, she so independent
    But I slapped her, why? cause I aint slapped a ho in a minute
    Im low, low, low in a Range Rov tinted
    Same fo frontin, be the same fo wholl get it
    Uh, and we big cats, jig cats, clcik triggas
    Pig nigga, bring the hook in 6 figures
    [Chorus]
    For my cats with the ice, who dont need no wife
    We getting head tonight (Whatever)
    To all my honeys that stall, give a dummy a call
    Get his money and ball (Whatever)
    Cats dont mess with yall, cause yall are dummies
    Cats fuck with me cause I tell, "Lets get money"
    Get it, get a benz, come through on 20s
    Me and Jim Jones, stay fighting 2 on 20
    Fuck it, the hoods scary and all my whips they should vary
    You cheap niggaz still shopping up up in woodbury
    Im 5th westwood, carlotafella, sarachuf, paragamo, John Galiano
    And my girls they be blessin me first
    Took em out of Foot Locker and that referee shirt
    And I put that on the death of me first, test me, anll squirt
    Best be alert, cause yo sexy could hurt
    Uh, cause one thing I cant stand is a pussy chick
    I need a "Here ma, goof this in your pussy" chick
    All these sleazes trying to be my Hillary, Winnie or Wheezy
    LADIES TAKE IT EASY
    [Chorus]
    To all my cats in the club, who be dead at the bar
    We getting head in the car (Whatever)
    To all my women whippin a Jeep, getting it sweet
    Have em licking your feet (Whatever)
    Yo, yo, lets stab em, lets stick em
    Lets get em, get all of his spinach
    Grab em, and flip em, while Killa get all of the women
    Bakardi in lemon, Ferri at lemon, party in Lennon
    Sorry Im limbin, Im just fronin yall; ya tittes
    Ill touch em, Ill kiss em, Ill hug em, Ill suck em
    If Im with a chick, most likely Im trying to fuck em
    Not tryin cuff em, tryin a duck em, lyin I love em
    Have with a pie in theyre oven
    Shit, to me, yall a dime a dozen
    No time for buzzin, beat it, go find a husband
    Shit, thatll trick on you, buy you a ton of clothes
    Im at the Tunnel, they let in 500 hoes
    Im at the bar, see shorty is bent
    My ratio up in here, fucked 40 percent
    Shit, drink is sour, armaretta, yo
    Whatever, forever, but wont stop my chedda
    [Chorus]
    For all my cats with the ice, who dont need no wife
    We getting head tonight (Whatever)
    To my honeys that stall, give a dummy a call
    Get his money and ball (Whatever)
    To all my cats in the club, who be dead at the bar
    We getting head in the car (Whatever)
    To all my women whippin a Jeep
    Getting it sweet, have em licking ya feet (Whatever)
    And I dont care how bad no chick is, I aint licking nobodys feet
    (Whatever) Killa (Whatever)
    [ Whatever Lyrics ]
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