Cam’ron, A-Trak, Conway The Machine - Ghetto Prophets lyrics
Cam'ron [Cam'ron Giles] Manhattan, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
Conway the Machine [Demond Price] Buffalo, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Cam’ron, A-Trak, Conway The Machine - Ghetto Prophets lyrics]
Ayo, A Trak, man let me tell you what the
Fuck happened the other day, man
Listen (Crazy) right, look
I picked her up in my sports car (Vroom)
She hopped in, tight jeans, sports bra
(Hey, cutie)
She about a seven, so I took her a four-star
Can't front, I was harder than a doorknob
(Shit, I was) we was done, I said
"Here go your report card"
A C-plus, she was like, "Hell nah"
You kept kissin' it, you wasn't on your job
Then I grabbed the back of your head
You got your jaws raw
She said, "Keep it to yourself, no rebelling"
I said, "Bitch, we ain't kiss
Don't worry 'bout me telling", look herе
I'm a fella, some say I'm compellin'
(Wеll, I am) i'm what you get
Boston George mixed with Margiela (What up?)
And Margielas in the glove
I got the semi' cocked
Don't talk old money if you
Never had a Penzi box (What's that?)
Go 'head and Google that, Killa
I'm talkin' Snapple facts (Facts)
I'm gettin' milky money
You can keep the Apple Jacks
Stop playin'
You know I'm gettin' to that low
(Stop playin' with me, nigga)
Two new Virgil colorways, I just got 'em both
(Ha ha ha) drip, drip, drip
Ninety-two hundred for my coat (Drip)
White girl and doggy dog, I sold 'em both
(Haha) niggas stackin' five hundred
Thousand sellin' dope (Back)
Infinity pools and ocean views
Right by the coast switch on the pole
Youngin' gon' up it if it's smoke (Brrt)
Switch on the pole, nigga, this Dip-Dipset
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Welcome to this swag factory
(Hello) , gats all in the faculty
Y'all sleep, i sleep with a half a mil'
In the sack with me (yeah)
Girls rollin' up sacks for me
Niggas pumpin' they pack for me
Actually a girl bleedin', happy ending
She jackin' me homie, I came from nothin'
Tell 'em an introduction
Crack era destruction
You shootin' it or you bluffin'
If not, 'nuff with the fussin', concussions
Ain't a discussion
We shoot in it at your muffin
I'll fill you turkeys with stuffin'
I'm only bein' honest, my jumpsuit was orange
Fuck bein' armed to the teeth
I shot niggas in my pajamas
A Trak, let's change the genre
(Genre) , film festivals (yeah)
You know me, karma after karma (Karma)
Huh, comma after comma (Comma)
Got that old white girl
You can call her Madonna (Brrt)
And this thing on my hip, it's a sawed-off
(Dip-Dipset)
Stop playin'
You know I'm gettin' to that low
(Stop playin' with me, nigga)
Two new Virgil colorways, I just got 'em both
(Ha ha ha) drip, drip, drip
Ninety-two hundred for my coat (Drip)
White girl and doggy dog, I sold 'em both
(Haha) niggas stackin' five hundred
Thousand sellin' dope (Back)
Infinity pools and ocean views
Right by the coast switch on the pole
Youngin' gon' up it if it's smoke (Brrt)
Switch on the pole, nigga, this Dip-Dipset
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Fuck happened the other day, man
Listen (Crazy) right, look
I picked her up in my sports car (Vroom)
She hopped in, tight jeans, sports bra
(Hey, cutie)
She about a seven, so I took her a four-star
Can't front, I was harder than a doorknob
(Shit, I was) we was done, I said
"Here go your report card"
A C-plus, she was like, "Hell nah"
You kept kissin' it, you wasn't on your job
Then I grabbed the back of your head
You got your jaws raw
She said, "Keep it to yourself, no rebelling"
I said, "Bitch, we ain't kiss
Don't worry 'bout me telling", look herе
I'm a fella, some say I'm compellin'
(Wеll, I am) i'm what you get
Boston George mixed with Margiela (What up?)
And Margielas in the glove
I got the semi' cocked
Don't talk old money if you
Never had a Penzi box (What's that?)
Go 'head and Google that, Killa
I'm talkin' Snapple facts (Facts)
I'm gettin' milky money
You can keep the Apple Jacks
Stop playin'
You know I'm gettin' to that low
(Stop playin' with me, nigga)
Two new Virgil colorways, I just got 'em both
(Ha ha ha) drip, drip, drip
Ninety-two hundred for my coat (Drip)
White girl and doggy dog, I sold 'em both
(Haha) niggas stackin' five hundred
Thousand sellin' dope (Back)
Infinity pools and ocean views
Right by the coast switch on the pole
Youngin' gon' up it if it's smoke (Brrt)
Switch on the pole, nigga, this Dip-Dipset
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Welcome to this swag factory
(Hello) , gats all in the faculty
Y'all sleep, i sleep with a half a mil'
In the sack with me (yeah)
Girls rollin' up sacks for me
Niggas pumpin' they pack for me
Actually a girl bleedin', happy ending
She jackin' me homie, I came from nothin'
Tell 'em an introduction
Crack era destruction
You shootin' it or you bluffin'
If not, 'nuff with the fussin', concussions
Ain't a discussion
We shoot in it at your muffin
I'll fill you turkeys with stuffin'
I'm only bein' honest, my jumpsuit was orange
Fuck bein' armed to the teeth
I shot niggas in my pajamas
A Trak, let's change the genre
(Genre) , film festivals (yeah)
You know me, karma after karma (Karma)
Huh, comma after comma (Comma)
Got that old white girl
You can call her Madonna (Brrt)
And this thing on my hip, it's a sawed-off
(Dip-Dipset)
Stop playin'
You know I'm gettin' to that low
(Stop playin' with me, nigga)
Two new Virgil colorways, I just got 'em both
(Ha ha ha) drip, drip, drip
Ninety-two hundred for my coat (Drip)
White girl and doggy dog, I sold 'em both
(Haha) niggas stackin' five hundred
Thousand sellin' dope (Back)
Infinity pools and ocean views
Right by the coast switch on the pole
Youngin' gon' up it if it's smoke (Brrt)
Switch on the pole, nigga, this Dip-Dipset
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)