Cam'ron - Got To Love It lyrics

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Cam'ron - Got To Love It lyrics

[VERSE 1] We hit too many left turns to make it right My black fist and the peace sign now say goodnite But Ima stay the fight laser light with you're a.m. like Here's an order Black be the quarterback take a hike Hut one, hut two, hut three Your family ? calico eighty one to your chest Randy moss How much the candy cost? Then I'm explainin to folks Its terrific but be specific The ? the coke I refrain from the hoax Lame, This game is a joke But hit the hotline got mine then ranged to the rove I move the work from New York to New England New Hampshire, New London, New Jersey, New Zealand Hop out like who dealin'? who slingin? (Rick?) lookin' like who wheelin? Who blingin? Then I handle weed and tell em ?? They got the work If it don't work Your money back, guaranteed. But I guarantee money with your money you'll be ?? f** it up? A disaster be casualties actually But I move casually Not a judge but call me your honorable Go head and vomit fool, bar none bombable We beef like a farmer do My j**elry is a carnival Heard my goddamn chain, its like a ferris wheel You f**in with sosa, you won't find a better deal [CHORUS] Willy wack, who you wit Get your gat, hit a lick Flip a pack, flip a brick, man Louie hat, louie kicks Till we strap in the mix Mooey move back doors And we got it for cheap! Yeah we got it for cheap! Yeah we got it for cheap! Man we got it for cheap! Man we got it for cheap! Man we got it for cheap We got it for cheap! We got it for cheap! [VERSE 2] I sold guns and the rock Filled the ? to the top 40th n***a Smoke a blunt with Barack Put your heart in your stomach Your lungs in your socks Your girl in my bed Your son on my block Yeah, they stole my style But this the judgement Welcome to the wild life "Damn you got a foul wife" I picked her up from karaoke and pilate cla** She like to deepthroat, me I call it lolligag Y'all n***as call me f*gs Not a body cast, a body bag f**ers I'll leave his whole body tagged Primo give me bricks I get poppy cash ?? licks He'll let the shotty blast At nine years old y'all was watchin ? troops Me the only fifth grader with the ?? suit Twenty years later, b**h is ?? gucc shoes For a months rent, a fly purse, and some new boots You out the loop lou Me I'm in the crew coupe Truck ?? same color as dove soap n***as needin' favors Believe I'm major Straight out the hood But you should see my neighbors You say a hundred dollars He say a piece of paper Yeah we all own our cars You still leain' hater? [CHORUS Repeats 2X]

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