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Some information about I m Nice Lyrics Title: Cam ron - I m Nice lyrics Artist: Cam ron Album: Confessions Of Fire Visitors: 6 visitors have visited I m Nice Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. [Cam ron] Yo turn me up some b! I m about to lace ya ll Check it out I m not a mutha in joke b! Whoever think I m not nice This is for ya ll punk mutha as! 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 Shit was all the same until Guili came with a moody aim You know the mayor nigga 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 classy Old and sassy Old and nasty I ain t gonna front that nigga Gold he gassed 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 nigga 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 dick You know what else that puzzles me? I find 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 nigga 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 niggas Who the Man Pulled the toast out on these niggas 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 niggaz how I get dough kiko Now I beat up clicks eat up chicks Ask my man how I beat up shit 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 bitch I ain t high! I ve been hotter Since I was in pampers hittin 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 nigga 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 Nigga I wanna rewind that So go ahead and rewind it faggot Hottest songs from Cam ron : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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