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Cam'ron( Cameron Ezike Giles )
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Losin' Weight
Lyricist:Darrell Branch, Cameron Giles, Joseph B. Jefferson, A. Johnson, Richard Roebuck, Charles B. Simmons
Why I feel like I'm losin' weight Why I ain't got no money, less I'm movin' weight Why my life depend on what I'm ma do today Why I can't move away
It's just you and me, without the scrutiny Bitches screwin' me, two and three truancies Four shots, one toolie G, one uliogy My mother and girl is smothered in pearls Before a nigga under the world
When I was eleven got the truly dict My uncle pulled me to the side And he schooled me quick, told me son gooey, shit You can't get paid in a earth this big, you worthless kid
Niggaz don't deserve to live, go and get a motherfucker If he murder kids, bottle up carbohydrates and preservatives He got hit up that same night Ever since my dough, my flow, and my hoe game been tight
Puns of pearls, yo tounge will twirl, listen here Booger bear, I'll have you up in hooker gear, I swear, I was doin' Lex persuin', niggas wired like Western Union Short like next to Ewing, head for truant, his set was ruined Phony checks was fluent, listen hear me out
I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops Where the sun don't rise, but the rain don't stop The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop
Every month you change yo locks, change yo spots Get a little smart, want to change yo tops Rearrange yo rocks, you got a gang of friends, money You got Ben's arrangin' money, yeah Ben's arrangin' money
But if I get knocked, I ain't got no bail But I come on the weekend, from Pablo's jail See I came a long way that's livin' the wrong way That's sniffin' the po-na, that's sippin' the cog-na, hey
You wanna be a star, you have ya own day Where they play ball, drink and get buzzed Reminiscin' on what a good kid he was I don't know what happened, all he did is what he loved
That's when you opposin' me, killa get the rosary Fuck this rap shit, I'll die for mine, motherfucker
Why I feel like I'm losin' weight Why I ain't got no money, If I'm movin' weight Why my life depend on what I'mma do today Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Why I can't move away
It's just you and me, without the scrutiny Bitches screwin' me, two and three truancies Four shots, one toolie G, one uliogy Make sure my mother and girl is smothered in pearls Before a nigga under the world
I'm around y'all, it's goin' down y'all Murder rap, clown niggas back down y'all Straight like that, y'all niggas fuck around yo Bandana P, blow thirds, the four take you on all fours
Thug shit, I keep a beamed out fifth Is you fiend out bitch, catch a gleamed bullet I live the street life ya heard, guns money and birds Get dead armed and dead on ya jewels and pearls
Where I was placed, put between the wrong style thun Capital P, you know what's the outcome 'Bout some, but never put out the stout guns Don't let ya mouth get you in some shit ya legs run from
For all the killa's and the hundred dollar hoes Who real check me out though The most ill, more drama than Denzel More liver than the park fights at Sunny Carson
Me and Killa Cam, live at the carbon it's crazy, niggas throwin' they shit And niggaz flashin' crazy
Why I feel like I'm losin' weight Why I ain't got no money, if I'm movin' weight Why my life depend on what I'mma do today Why I can't move away
It's just you and me, without the scrutiny Bitches screwin' me, two and three truancies Four shots, one toolie G, one uliogy My sure mother and girl is smothered in pearls Before a nigga under the world
Why I feel like I'm losin' weight Why I ain't got no money, less I'm movin' weight Why my life depend on what I'mma do today Why I can't move away
It's just you and me, without the scrutiny Bitches screwin' me, two and three truancies Four shots, one toolie G, one uliogy Make sure my mother and girl is smothered in pearls Before a nigga under the world
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