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cam'ron - hallalujah lyrics

[intro]
hallalujah, baby
hallalujah, baby

[verse 1: cam’ron & asia]
yeah, look
let me tell you rappers something (tell ‘em flea)
look man i don’t need you (never did)
i never was a rapper, mayne
i’m a get money n-gg-, i do this for leisure (fun)
but look at all these artist baby (take a look)
i swear that you beautiful creatures
all inside they feelings (how come?)
when i don’t wanna do a feature (what you do?)
i look inside my phone and laugh (why you laugh?)
why? ’cause indeed its funny
want 12 bars? let me f-ck your baby mother
word to mother, (word to mother) why?
n-gg-, i don’t need your money
this game here easy-peasy (easy-peasy)
easy as riding a bike
flyest n-gg- whenever i’m around, mayne (’sho is)
i’m start wearing a kite
sh-t, i might wear one tonight
matched with a fresh pair of nikes
whenever i’m talkin’ or walkin’
you can declare it a flight, flight (back off)
left with that bird talk
step back, kiss myself
let the church talk

[hook: cam’ron]
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby, let the church talk
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby, let the church talk
hallalujah baby

[verse 2: cam’ron & asia]
let me take a second, mayne (take your time)
yes, to speak to the church (talk homie)
when it came to life, boy
harlem n-gg-s, we weren’t receiving the perks (sure wasn’t)
they believed we were the worst (we the worst?)
yeah, they would see us as jerks
‘til i got this thing called dipset
they laughed at me and said, “boy, let see if it works”
i-i-i-i’m in the streets with the work
i used to think we were cursed
i can get deep with this verse
had a pistol that burst, shots would leave and disperse
cracked a dude, smacked his girl and told her i’m keeping your purse (f-ck outta here)
got to thank the lord tho (thank god)
i’m in god’s cl-ssroom
‘cuz a n-gg- got 8 cars now, (what else?) 4 cribs and 17 bathrooms
yeah, i try to get it baby, (everyday) it’s just a routine, n-gg-
never ever, ever hit the lottery
all i had was a dollar and a dream, n-gg-
let the church talk

[hook: cam’ron]
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby, let the church talk
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby
hallalujah baby, let the church talk
hallalujah baby

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