camron - who's nice lyrics
yo, turn me up some b
i’m about to lace ya’ll, check it out
i’m not a m-th-f-ckin’ joke b
whoever think i’m not nice
this is for ya’ll punk m-th-f-ckas
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
see the drug game was always the man’s sport
that’s what cam thought so everyday
i had a hundred grams bought
on the transport kept it inside the jansport
a real hooty game, we ain’t care who we blame
sh-t was all the same until guili’ came with a moody aim
you know the mayor n-gg-, a fight crime approach
acting like a kind host but gettin’ time for a roach
a little indo, that’s when yo, i said
“i’m messin’ with these bimbos”
it’s easier to pimp hoes, nowadays they simp hoe
it don’t take much to make her
just take her to a place where it’s nice
show her the ice and might give her a fake fur
’cause girls i control them cl-ssy
old and s-ssy, old and nasty
i ain’t gonna front that n-gg- gold, he g-ssed me
but now i’m flowin’ fastly, rollin’ jazzy
just a while ago, i was rollin’ badly
we was on the low wit aggie but now what have we
range ro’ and navy life size
my girl yo she slices pies
a benz is what my wife drives
you know qeet’ n-gg-, executive thug
but she respects me and loves
don’t let your head meet her slug
until she sprayed out and layed out
ineffections of blood
a lil’ thick chick that’ll click quick
do anything for the d-ck d-ck
you know what else that puzzles me?
i find this sh-t a riddle
how come when you got a lot?
people say you got a little
like they say you act a little funny
’cause you got a litte money
and you did a little song and made a little money
oh, you know my favorite
oh, you think you a little star
’cause you got a little fans
and you drive a little car
i prove they all are liars
saying that they got a fire
hang ’em up on a barber wire
yo, you think you got attire
to the point like stoudamire
yeah, i’m a harsh n-gg- that drink hard liquor
a six benz car getter, you know digga
he ain’t rich, he’s a star figure
platinum deep, hangs with jews
chills up at their barmitzfah’s
he loves the hooligans
now we eat at houlihans’s
seen ed lover and doctor dre
we told them n-gg-s who the man
pulled the toast out on these n-gg-s one time
and even cuda ran, you know that i’m a skitzo
who listens to calypso but i’m quick though
and old school like hungry, hungry hippo
ask my queens n-gg-z how i get dough kiko
now i beat up clicks, eat up chicks
ask my man how i beat up sh-t
and when i’m out of work, i got to re-up quick
every six the same pies, drink from cris’ to st. ides
every hit my bank rise and no b-tch i ain’t high
i’ve been hotter since
i was in pampers h-ttin’ pinatas
you win nada, come on i got put on
by mase and big poppa
so i’m glad you sat down
i ain’t want uncle un to bring the gats down
he spat rounds, i heard that n-gg- clap towns
but me i never back down
my mother, she can sign that
i know you’re thinkin’ that it’s ’bout that time
n-gg- i wanna rewind that
so go ahead and rewind it f-ggot
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