Cam'ron - Look in Your Eyes lyrics

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Cam'ron - Look in Your Eyes lyrics

"It's just the look in ya eyes" 5X [Young Chris] And let you know I got potential Don't know me from the can of paint, know what I meant to Know when you see Gunna, you see hunger I've been signed for the last three summers, and still broke, b**h But I stay with two chicks, I can nail Either fifth, stay with two clips like Pharrell Capture money, though, ever since a kid, I can sell When the house was Run's house, I was a kid rockin' shells To let you know I'm on what I say I am Ask them n***as dog, I don't play with them Tax them n***as dog, they be payin' me or I be layin' them Cause in the game, dog, f** a flagrant foul And motherf** a favor, I'm wild I give a f**, in this whatever, I ain't blaze in a while So bring it on n***as, on n***as, tell me what it's gonna be They said it was something, they ain't know what I was gonna be "It's just the look in your eyes" 4X [Cam'Ron] He act like a ho, I'm airin' him, give hoes cesareans Uh-oh, they daring him, lo-lows, I'm starin' him Po-po's, in fear of him, those o's preparin' 'em My j**elry look like a straight up frozen aquarium (damn!) Frozen aquarius, Outkast Aquemini Leave with a gemini, Kelina's the only friend of mine Well I'm lyin' the steamer's a good friend of mine (that's my man!) He knew in every arena, nina's are genuine b**hes like Ginuwine, I had intent to grind Feds was watching, switch it up from ten to nine Switch, I ain't pickin' locks, I got a bigger poc Ock, number hoes sold right inside the chicken spot Stolen cable, still got the chip in box Still got the clip in Glocks, feel like we chicken pox When I pop up on you, leave your chicken rocked Fried extra crispy, yeah the chicken box "It's just the look in your eyes" 5X [Young Neef] To let you know I'm cuttin' off friends in order To f**, ma, you gotta s** me off first And I'm suppose to k** 'em, when y'all got y'all dirt dirt Somebody better get 'em, 'fore somebody come and k** 'em For that skrilla fool, til somebody die and come and feel them j**els Up with hollows, send them to the spittle tubes Up they nostrils, put 'em up in critical That's if we ain't finish you, better not remember who Did this to you, witnesses too Gotta go, shotty blow, business is due Got a plan on, gettin this money, moving my crew All real n***as is snakes, I see through All throughbreds to fake, I read through They lines, between they eyes and they brow It's the spray that they fell Them n***as foul, what you think this is? Been conciousness of your nonsense, since '99 "It's just the look in your eyes" 5X

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