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Cameron Speights
Cameron Speights
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Naa naa naaa naaaa Like 38 Like 38 Never bitching about shit I can't handle Boy that's for children now She want me kiss and hold on her hand While we walk through Lenox now My pockets full it ain't a dream I'm living this reality I done found a way and they mad at me Get fucked up nigga playing with me Told my dad I promise it'll be soon you gon retire Waited so long I had to tell myself It ain't over Nigga Keep riding Fucking her face till I nut get messy She want try take a taste of the codeine If you bout it then you gotta show me And she so beautiful I can't get over her It's uncontrollable She don't got no make up on Won't come around if I need her Only answer If I'm feining Mmm mmm And I ain't tryna mistreat you Cause I'm knowing you need me noooo Crazy how I play it Im knowing you mislead Sliding in a coop sliding in a vert It was just me and you You was lifting up your skirt We was riding in my Escalade We was tryna get together I was dreaming big You was saying being humble Like you ain't wanna see where I was coming from Tryna help you out with your business But you ain't wanna fuck with that Because of another girl I don't need therapy I don't need help I need peace Help myself Go to the mall Split a 100 ball Only with my niggas Nigga fuck you thought Dolce & Gabbana Prolly rocking Prada Pop it with Dinero Nigga like a boss Nigga said I'm selfish Nigga how you figure I done helped these niggas Even when I was broke Bitch ain't even round me Bitch you just a viewer Talking to a camera Looking through a phone I don't know why you even thought I was gon let that slide I don't even know why you played with me Nigga Hassen is hate and I realized These niggas be faking just to get on top Who wanna a Nigga that's flat Dummy That boy been low balling He tryna get some money Them hoes don't fuck with him Because he bummy Cut checks to the ones I love and If they cross me hope it last Nigga Never bitching about shit I can't handle Boy that's for children now She want me kiss and hold on her hand While we walk through Lenox now My pockets full it ain't a dream I'm living this reality I done found a way and they mad at me Get fucked up nigga playing with me Told my dad I promise it'll be soon you gon retire Waited so long I had to tell myself It ain't over Nigga Keep riding Fucking her face till I nut get messy She want try take a taste of the codeine If you bout it then you gotta show me
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