DC The Don - Campfire Story lyrics

DC The Don [Daijon Cotty Davis] Los Angeles, California.U.S.

[DC The Don - Campfire Story lyrics]

No, no, no, no come and party with the gang
Live this life now she ain't wanna fall in
Love with this lifestyle
You ain't know you fell in
Love with a rockstar, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ayy, this is a Trademark production)

She ain't know she fell in
Love with a rockstar bitch, I'm going fast
I hit the drag in my NASCAR
Gucci tiger stripes, this shit
Come straight from Madagascar, yeah
Met a shawty yesterday, now I'm her father
Yeah (yeah)
And I gotta keep a stick, Harry Potter, yeah
Bitch, don't flock around the
Gang, you'll get slaughtered, yeah
Dropped her now she teachin' you the
Lingo that I taught her (O oh)
Dropped her
She still flexin' with the Louis
That I bought her
Dropped her, and this time this shit is real
I ain't gon' call her
I'm finna go retarded, uh
Pull up, now it's time to get started, uh
Foenem in this party, uh
DC in this party (yeah)
We all in this party (yeah)
We gon' turn it up (O oh)
I don't want no problems, get your bitch
She tryna fuck (yeah)
Please beware, lil' shawty
This shit can get real ugly
Swear you niggas dusty, I told that boy
"Don't touch me" (Oh yeah, yeah)
Going so hard, they wanna bust me (What?)
Lil' George been up off that dro
He smokin' musty i still beat the brakes up
Off her when I'm rusty (yeah)
And I know I'm hella late, but girl
Don't rush me you not that important
I can't ever chase no bitch 'cause
I don't wanna crease my Jordans
I been going too fast, great road vision
Don't crash when you see me, no mask
And I'm in a black Jag, but you knew this
Boy, you don't want problems
You ain't stupid (Huh?)
I call up big Marco
He gon' slide down with them toolies
Yeah, she just fell in love with my music
She like Trademark and DC, we gon' do this
(yeah)

Ayy, this the renegade, had me wounded
Damn girl, you so clueless (yeah)
Champagne, ice included
I'm out with the dawgs, I ain't talking, no
Muted (yeah)
I'm fucked up, it's so confusing (Huh?)
What's wrong with your heart, girl
That shit is diluted (yeah)
You really can't talk
And this shit came to it (yeah)
Ayy, keep this shit a hundred
You ain't think I could do it
And oh yeah, I kept this shit one hundred
(What?)
So I don't care how you thinkin' you view it
Oh yeah, been dreaming 'bout something
So I damn near go had to pursue it
And oh, yeah, to the world, I'm the rudest
Girl, these positive vibes is exclusive
And oh, yeah, butterflies in her stomach
Now a nigga can go reproduce it, oh, yeah
Fuck your problems, girl, we gon'
Meet the sun, sun, yeah
Fuck your knowledge, girl
We finna land like one someday
She said, "Boy, you so solid, fuck around
You could change the world someday"
Let me pop my collar, ayy bruh, just chill
We gon' go number one someday (Haha)
Someday, yeah (Ooh, ooh)

Now she crying in the club
Because they playing my songs
Baby, this is my song
Yeah, I'm in the club, they playing my song
Should have never played with the kid (yeah)
Now she trippin' every time I
Try to call, yeah, yeah

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