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camil racy - i'm the one (explicit) lyrics

this is for my booking/
get me out of central booking/
walking down the street/
i hear the throne is for the taking/
talk a lot of sh-t but we legends in the making/
plus we faded off the yoda/
kick a couple lines b-tch now watch me do the cobra/
took a trip to harlem where they use the baking soda/
mike bought a 40 and i never stay sober/
burn a pound of green (light) that’s the taste of the aroma/

you probably owe me cash if you talking bout a verse/
real city where i’m from and ill probably be the first/
ok flash is on the beat now we put them in a hurst/
or dump them in a lake/
because i put my life at steak/
breaking news/
we f-cking up the city drinking brews/
spilling all the sh-t i got drank on my shoes/
my teacher use to tell me why you coming late for/
so i took the cl-ss too bad i drop it on that ho/

suckers getting at me when i see em gotta watch out/
looking in the mirror oh its time to go drop out/
what you gonna do when the wolf is gonna come out//
you probably need to run or get yourself a f-cking plan out
that’s my road to the riches/
make way for my b-tches/
last time i saw a dead rapper in the bushes/
next payday watch me spend it all in vegas/

hold on, this ain’t hockey but i’m going for the check/
get the f-ck up out my way because i’m coming for your neck
1 for the money, you know i get it for me/
during winter time i’m on a boat in miami/
with my digits going up/
shout out uncle snoop/
i had the shiznit groin up/
heating up my noodles/
while the video loaded up/
mama wasn’t home/
can’t you see i’m on come up, that’s for real/

if i got court, hope i don’t lose my appeal/
i was in my bedroom i was hungry for the mill/
rap for money cut a check from the deal/
verse after verse she gotta admit that i’m ill/
i don’t make pop records go and pop a pill/
with my eyes closed i saw the house on the hill/
if they had a choice i wouldn’t have a dollar bill/

i just bought a grill now we coming for the swine/
stackin up cash yeah the whole city mine/
hold on — b-tch you blind/
no i never skated but i’m always on the grind/
when i go on tour they gone say i’m hard to find/
so many lights a mother f-cker going blind/
first your credit card now your bars got declined/
jump inside the plane the p-ssport certified/

shout out to my city/
on the carpet next to diddy/
probably in the club taking bottles to the kidney/
just a bit more time/
i’ll take shots from my grammy/
then meet a chick that party linsey mixed with amy/
i don’t give a f-ck k!ll a rapper tell me where he from/
when its time for paper all these suckers trying to run/
took over the game so its easy to say i’m the one/
montreal, i’m the one/
t.dot, i’m the one/
new york, i’m the one/
la, i’m the one/

- camil racy lyrics

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