White Girls - Camron
Artist : “Camron”
Song title : “White Girls”
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camron intro
Killa!
Lemme tell you about my wifey real quick
Had her wifed upthats whats in and shit ya dig?
Camron verse 1
Yo she took me out my stinkin aces
To the pinkest bracelet
Basics to basics
No way you could think im racist
Got a white girl
Tell you that shes quite thorough
Borough to borough
flew me through this white world from what?
from columbia
Then she moved to canada
Now she live in harlem
Writing
You could say i manage her
Met her in 90
Jayvel was the damager ?
I wasnt understanding her
That nigga was a fan of her
That was confusing her
He was abusing her
That wasnt new to her
Bought me a luger brah
Of course of course
Never had intercourse
Of course of course
Without her wouldnt of been a boss
I would flip for my mama
Got me getting my commas get it?
Paid for my 1st va-ca
A trip to bahamas yes!
Swam in the ocean
I was dishin pirannas
Thats my girl girl
Yup
So give her some honor
Hook
Poppa had a dream
Poppa had a dream
Poppa had a dream
Ooooooh
Yes he diiiiiid
Camron verse 2
My pride and joy
I call her butter
When she bake a cake
Well be lovers
She live with me right
I hide her from my mother
See she wouldnt understand im supplyin the gutta
I let my baby hang outside with the brothers
Come back
Cake on the bed the size of the covers
Shot 5 with a sucka
Another 5 with a trucker
Took a hit without paying
Wont get a dime for my butter
Thats my holy ma-momma
Second only to ganja
But i did watch her
Played tony montana
Heres a queeeeeelo
Yep shell be back
for them pesos
Yep shell be crack
Rocks so bright
Money so right
I got 7 workers
Shes snow white
And you know the steez
I met the ocean breeze
Killa cam hand to hand with cocoa leafs
And
And itsits them boys
We get dough
Ask a fiend
Cause they know
And
Anddont be shy
Where to lie
Yessiry
We get high
fasho
Dipsetlets ride
Hook x3
Camron verse 3
Killa!
Mcgoo said that the birds the word
But the fur byrd gang flip birds on curbs
And
Its ya homey thunny
I got a pony dummy
Phoneys clone me
Calm down im only money
Like prince akee
You the servant semi
Living martins dream as i burn a hemi
Not concerned with many
Got my girl here
When it come to money
Shit im burning plenty
Hook