Lirik Lagu Glory - Cam'ron
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[Cam'ron]I'm here now!Ha! Ha!I'm here now!They should have never let me in the muthafuckin game b!They done fucked up lettin me in UnThey done did it to themselves man!Eh yo you see himCam in the BMWit the KoreansTo G 'emWit land in KoreaTake the leer jet flightWhen?Thursday nightOverseasNo fuck up is worth they lifeHuh you niggas heard me rightUggh for that persian whiteI go to church of christSearch a lifeEnough to cut a nigga from his merchandiseMy niggas ball for weightSprinkle ten grams of coke on their corn flakesTo make em frosted flakesOh, these jewels on my neckYou say are out of sightMy shit cost a cakeYou think you can afford a dateI thought I'll let you knowThat my crewWe intend to blowTreat you cats like Martin LawrenceAnd muthafuckin end your showWhen I say noWhat don't you understand the N or OLike that nigga Jigga saidYo, you either friend or foeSo respect my wishI'm a perfectionistAnd wit the gunIs the only time a nigga plays catch or kissCheck the kidHow many necks I twistWho expected thisExodusFlow over nightOr even sex a bitchBut I can get herAnytime I hit her offOn my dick so badI need Cochran to get her offAsk my nigga DiggaOr my other nigga Mr. RossI pray you get acrossTo make it that you get acrossAnd, chumps like youGet mad and wanna holler rapeBut you live in the burbs'Your business is on the holidaysChorus[Noreaga]Now where my up north niggas atWha What!Now where my down south niggas atWha What!Now where my east side niggas atWha What!Now where my west side niggas atWha What!Now where my Harlem World niggas atWha What!Now where my Iraq niggas atWha What!Now where my N.O.R niggas atWha What!Now where my Cam'ron niggas atWha What![Cam'ron]Eh, yo I just wanna walk wit ya'llI don't wanna rhymeI just need to talk wit ya'llHow ya'll feel about meYo, I think I'm pretty hotCause when I rhymeNiggas grab they dick and diddy bopThen pull they skully downAnd put their ice grill onLike they don't trust a niggaAnd walk around the clubLike they bout to crush a niggaI get a nigga mad enough to when he snuff a niggaNo need to boastYo, I fuck around and bust a niggaYou got to love a niggaThe way I rhyme whatCause out west they fuckin throwin gang signs upWildin all out and not carin where they wind upNext day same ice grill along the lineupYa'll niggas' time upNo mean to trouble youI'll snatch your kids quicker than B.C.WWhat you mad about?I see alot of types of drawersI got alot of hoesBut I'm really, really liking yoursNot to nag herWonder if I can bag herIt ain't if I can have herIt's how I'm gonna have herI'm a lay her like a quarterbackOn her backOn the matFound out that you wanna actWe ran through herYou want her back?Come on wit thatYou trick a hoeBut when the bitch leavesYou fuck around and miss the hoeOh, I'm the type to kiss the hoe and diss the hoeChoke and threaten the killerLike her last name's CarlisimoListen yoTrick the hoe and get her doeThat was pryor like Richard yoSee I done been around the worldSee I met Puff and I no MasonBut still the best nationNigga is donationSo let me hold somethinYo, you can't change my livinThis robbery's a holidayCall it Thanksforgivin'Cause you a turkeyTalkin bout you sell weightNigga you had soul matesI had sell matesBut nowI''ve been in the same three hummersFor the same three summersAnd my dice game loves meand stays on the same three numbers.Chorus
