Izaya Tiji - Camas lyrics
[Izaya Tiji - Camas lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah slayworld Soulja
Yeah, yeah, yeah slayworld Soulja
Nigga we gettin' rich all
Our niggas are alright
Pocket steppers on he in the flights
Ran that thang down nigga right at the light
Get a bag then I keep that shit tight
And I heard your new nigga lame and all
I don't fight I just keep them thangs up
My dawg gon get that lil thangs out
Off of that codeine don't know
What I'm sayin' at all
Over that perc, i'm not the same with it
Choppa got a
He got a bad bitch finna think about it
Money so tall like a
Gas so crazy you can't copy
My bad bitch to bad and you can't fuck her
He want that damn static like damn
Fake ass chain nigga better tuck it
Keep them cameras on like Sam Puckett
Money too tall nigga can't jump it
Didn't die the all of y'all to lucky
I'm in the O blowin' o's, it's too foggy
Red dot on em it's too funny
Caught yo boyfriend couponin'
Hellcat faster than two Sonics
My bitch she speakin' in Ebonics
Slay hotter than a damn comet
Diamonds wetter than a damn faucet
Shoot up the party for feds
Put on a web, nigga like iCarly (Yea)
Cartier glasses like a damn nerd
Put a boy up on the damn map
This bitch yea she suckin' dick
Got no damn manners (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Put a boy up like a damn camera
Fuck on his bitch, should've knew better
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Caught him, forgot yeah he can't say it
(Yeah, Yeah)
I'm a young nigga that gettin' paper
(Yeah, Ha) sRT black like Darth Vader
Start calling me hot i'ma call you later
(Ha, Ha)
This Tris in my cup this shit outdated
(Ha, Ha, Ha)
Ho, i'm off the perc can't shit phase me
And i'm fucking this ho and this shit crazy
She for the whole slay
Yea that shit amaze me (Yeah, Yeah)
Get money, that shit can't phase me
(Yeah, Yeah)
These lil ass niggas can't say they made me
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah slayworld Soulja
Yeah, yeah, yeah slayworld Soulja
Nigga we gettin' rich all
Our niggas are alright
Pocket steppers on he in the flights
Ran that thang down nigga right at the light
Get a bag then I keep that shit tight
And I heard your new nigga lame and all
I don't fight I just keep them thangs up
My dawg gon get that lil thangs out
Off of that codeine don't know
What I'm sayin' at all
Over that perc, i'm not the same with it
Choppa got a
He got a bad bitch finna think about it
Money so tall like a
Gas so crazy you can't copy
My bad bitch to bad and you can't fuck her
He want that damn static like damn
Fake ass chain nigga better tuck it
Keep them cameras on like Sam Puckett
Money too tall nigga can't jump it
Didn't die the all of y'all to lucky
I'm in the O blowin' o's, it's too foggy
Red dot on em it's too funny
Caught yo boyfriend couponin'
Hellcat faster than two Sonics
My bitch she speakin' in Ebonics
Slay hotter than a damn comet
Diamonds wetter than a damn faucet
Shoot up the party for feds
Put on a web, nigga like iCarly (Yea)
Cartier glasses like a damn nerd
Put a boy up on the damn map
This bitch yea she suckin' dick
Got no damn manners (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Put a boy up like a damn camera
Fuck on his bitch, should've knew better
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Caught him, forgot yeah he can't say it
(Yeah, Yeah)
I'm a young nigga that gettin' paper
(Yeah, Ha) sRT black like Darth Vader
Start calling me hot i'ma call you later
(Ha, Ha)
This Tris in my cup this shit outdated
(Ha, Ha, Ha)
Ho, i'm off the perc can't shit phase me
And i'm fucking this ho and this shit crazy
She for the whole slay
Yea that shit amaze me (Yeah, Yeah)
Get money, that shit can't phase me
(Yeah, Yeah)
These lil ass niggas can't say they made me
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah slayworld Soulja