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ghazi frstyl - $camaurion lyrics

[intro: $camurion]
(enrgy made this one)
yeah, 72, gang*gang
yeah

[verse 1: $camaurion]
i’m off a bean, feel like ben, why would i pass the rock?
b*tch h*lla water, playin’ with fire like the avatar
i’m from the d, just hit the bay, d*mn near seen some sharks
told gang, “scratch that corner if he see the narcs”
n*ggas only tough on the web, sh*t like peter park
can’t talk to be about no pills, ain’t never seen a bar
sh*t, got your b*tch ridin’ wraith like she ain’t seen the stars
f*ck, told your b*tch, “give me sp*ce”, you can’t come to mars
it’s up, you ain’t never seen a thirty*piece all large
f*ck, sippin’ on that yellow lean, might just call marge
n*gga actin’ up in neiman’s, get the mall sparked
lame n*gga workin’ with the people, it’s givin’ paul blart

[verse 2: mjpaid]
with this six, i can punch you, it’s a [?] cart
talkin’ ’bout the ups, n*gga, what about the fall apart?
in margiela in the stu’, this sh*t all art
rollin’ ‘wood after ‘wood and they all dark
fifty chops posted in the picture and they all spark
n*gga save it for the b*tch, i should call bart
twenty miles left up in the rental, hittin’ walmart
twenty bills stuffed up in the skinnies and they all large
in the field, hit your b*tch up out the ballpark
you got the poles with no pape’, that’s what you call hard?
so many stats up in the store, i’m an all star
more catches in the striker, b*tch, we safety in it all cards
[verse 3: fordio]
she see me whine about the drank, like, “boy, don’t start”
it’s funny, i ain’t want that n*gga b*tch, just need her for the pharm’
sixty v’s, a hundred giffies and a zip card
first round was edd, you had a good start
lookin’ for some fire food, i recommend [?]
i put my ho over a b*tch, she say i got no heart
i pour the wock’ and take some sips though it’s feelin’ parched
yeah, my slimies takin’ hits, i just play with cards
bro put a two on that dope, he ain’t take it far
wonder why you never win? you don’t play your part
n*ggas, they don’t really got no bite but be quick to bark
n*ggas wanna see my stats, look up on the charts

[verse 4: trdee]
in to beat her walls down, it might be vandalism
bullets hit his fro and left him lookin’ just like derek fisher
whip it ’til it lock, they hatin’ on him, tell ’em free unky
when i wake up, only thing i’m tryna do is get money
used to go to sleep and dream about the life i’m livin’ now
glowed up, baby used to hold me, i can hit it now
you do not contribute to the team, i bet they sit you out
all i care about is blue faces, you can keep the clout
dog sh*t in my pockets, you can smell it on me
me and gang do the steppin’, ain’t no steppin’ on me
b*tch really love d, she took the charge for me
i cannot believe she called me broke, man, that sh*t sound funny
[verse 5: scrumbleman]
tryna add me up, you better off tryna count sheep
this your dead mans that i’m smokin’ out this loose leaf
when i up the drac’, brodie got to usin’ two feet
suicide doors on the whip, it came with two seats
when you in the kitchen, you gotta whip it ’til it lock
balenciaga track 2s, i even match it with the socks
why they hatin’ on the kid? guess they waitin’ for me to pop
unky feelin’ like an astronaut, steppin’ on the rock
unky feelin’ like an astronaut when he outer sp*ce
three five of [?] berries, finna smoke it to the face
i be trippin’ on these n*ggas, why they tryna get me laced?
b*tch keep eyein’ me down, guess she tryna get a taste

[verse 6: babytron]
touchdown in the bay, i’m off of baby [?]
you gon’ have to bring me 30k, you want a crazy feature
you gon’ have to bring me ten if you want this pint
bring another ten through if you want this site
five thousand for the glass, it’s lookin’ like a bodybuilder
you sippin’ wine like a b*tch, i’m a wocky spiller
magician with the visas, scammin’ in adidas
on collins ave, told the plug, “meet me at the marina”
i’ma charge up off this rp, i feel like vegeta
ah, lavons on, i used to do the filas
too many fans around this b*tch, we need a new arena
black and yellow trackhawk, i’m lookin’ like the new khalifa
sh*t, b*tch

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