K Camp - Rare Film lyrics

Kristopher Thomas Campbell

[K Camp - Rare Film lyrics]

Ooh, ooh, ooh mm-mm
(Bobby that shard)

You've been tryna get a bag, me too (Me too)
Wanna turn up and brag, me too (Me too)
You a hustler, I'm a hustler
You just wanna count a few racks, pop tags
Me too (Me too)
Want Chanel on your rag, me too (Me too)
Shawty like how I rock and I move (O oh)
Pop shit together, show 'em how it's done
You ain't goin' out sad, me too, for real

We gon' show 'em how to get this money though
Yeah, yeah ah ooh, ah ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah

Posted in the cut, can I roll it up?
Let her count it up, Kush got us stuck
You've been thinkin' nuts, I don't wanna rush
Love it when you fuss, look at me and bust
(yeah, yeah)
Can we stay in touch? Fallin' for your touch
You've been actin' tough
Can tеll you wanna blush
Grabbin' on your butt
Grabbin' on your thighs
Grabbin' on your titties
(Oh, woah) , love it when wе
Fuck (Oh oh, oh oh, oh)

She be on chill, status on kill
Let a nigga see it, let a nigga feel
Fly you right to me, girl, you know I will
Rollin' up a spliff, we tryna get mills
Shawty got a cold heart, I might steal
Yeah, she's broken, no, she can't heal
Oh, I gotta block 'em out, I can't hear 'em
(yeah) do you want to join me in this film?
Let's make a movie (Facts)
Let's make a movie
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh

Can we stay in touch? Fallin' for your touch
You've been actin' tough
Can tell you wanna blush
Grabbin' on your butt
Grabbin' on your thighs
Grabbin' on your titties
Love it when we fuck (yeah)
She be on chill, status on kill
Let a nigga see it, let a nigga feel
Fly you right to me, girl, you know I will
Rollin' up a spliff, we tryna get mills

Let's go i'm in motion, that pussy top notch
Love it when I swim (yeah)
On your body, the vibe hit different
We are not like them (O oh)
Fuck in public, we fuck in private
She know that I'm him (Let's go)
All my old hoes, they get jealous
Cry in my DM (yeah)
We can go viral, we can take it up (Up)
You ain't even fallin' for the
Shit he makin' up
They ain't even notice all the
Shit I'm shakin' up
Boss nigga, first place, y'all boys runner up
Shawty wanna kick it with the boy, pointer up
(yeah)
Know he ain't gang, he wanna be one of us
I know you've been hurt and it's
Hard for you to trust
And hard for me to love but it's easy to lust
Let's make a movie yeah, let's make a movie
Ooh, ooh, ooh

You've been tryna get a bag, me too
(Oh, oh, ooh) you a hustler, I'm a hustler
You just wanna count a few racks, pop tags
Me too (Me too)
Want Chanel on your rag, me too
(Ah ooh, ooh, ah ooh)
Pop shit together, show 'em how it's done
You ain't goin' out sad, me too, for real

Yeah, yeah let's make a movie (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, ah ooh

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