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CAMRON lyrics : "Losing Weight Part 2"

(feat. Juelz Santana)

[Hook: Cam'Ron]

Aiyyo, $#&@ losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes
Life's based upon what I'ma do today

Cop a car, new estate
Na, $#&@ it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date

I got ta move an eighth
$#&@ the scrutiny
Y'all ^!$$%s screwin me

Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a ^!$$% momma die
Yell out homicide


[Cam'Ron]
18 months please, that ain't facing time

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time
I'ma do the right thing though, take shock anyway
6 months right back on the damn block anyway

But look, money from across the street
Think its sweet, think you get money across the street
Me and my peeps often meet

At 5-0 they work for us, walk the beef
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
So dunn stay silent

Revolvers, Automatics, guns stay silent
When it comes to beef it becomes a talent
Remember me, ODB, I'm the one from falice

Digital ten, %#@! get critical friend
I got 800 invisible men
That mean it could be the bankman

Person at the gas station filling up your tank, fam
Lady at the front stand
Or rap poison your relish right in the center babe

Pictures of renegades, she'll piss in your lemonade
And y'all dead now
That you can bet now

Do like a toaster put your bread down
Upset now, hate when I gotta rep clowns blow Tech rounds
In a collision, I see their ambition

But they don't know them days when I was stooped up in prison
Or all them hot summers when I was cooped up in the kitchen
When it came to grams it was 90 I fried

350 on the stove and its 90 outside
I'ma get this girl that be stuff in my bricks
Felt life cheated her, she be cuttin her wrists

Her mom died, !@(% overdose stuffed her wrist
Father $#&@in her, older man $#&@in her sis
But love my music, say I do nothing but hits

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
Cause when she needed help I got her nothing but fixed
Needed !@%!e, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss
Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick
You know Cam, he said "yeah, don't play with his chips"

Stood back, blazed the 6, amazin and %#@!
Killa, Killa, Dip Set ^!$$%


[Hook: Juelz Santana]
$#&@ losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes

Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate

Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
$#&@ the scrutiny

Y'all ^!$$%s screwin me
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me

Until the shots get me

[Juelz Santana]

^!$$%s wanna know why I'm so nice when it come to spittin that fire
Its real dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the streets homie, in the mists of the fire
Break works put it in pots, sit it in fire
Quick to grab the 5th and just fire

Try to peel off, I'm hittin your tire
Hittin your door while your cars spinnin hittin the wall
That's just the beginning of war
I let you know you dealing with dogs
My villians will finish you off

Head in your chest brain
Dead on the van on the express way
While I got my hand in the Tech wave
^!$$%s like "$#&@, is he stupid?"
Cops wanna cuff me, do it

You wanna be a hero, snuff me, do it, rush me, do it
%#@!, like I ain't been through the scars and bruises
Like I ain't been through the bars, seen the sargaent trooper
Look at my body, I lost so much weight
Cops raiding my spot, I done lost so much weight

I'm tellin papi front me a brick, let me owe that cake
He tellin me, he ain't got but so much weight
He been waiting for his connection to come
I'm like "at least give me a half, I'll confess and stretch it to one"
I'm on the block as usual
With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

Watching for the cops that's moving through
Me and my soldiers know the rules
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued
Or shots from the rugger will circle round your body like hoola-hoops
Mami told me son, hold your own
And one day your gone grow to be a rolling stone

And I believed her
Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me

[Hook: Cam'Ron]
Aiyyo, $#&@ losing weight
I'm back on these highways moving cakes

Life's based upon what I'ma do today
Cop a car, new estate
Na, $#&@ it get the beef and rocks blue and grey
Baby do the date
I got ta move an eighth
$#&@ the scrutiny
Y'all ^!$$%s screwin me

Killa never let the drama slide
Y'all gone hear a ^!$$% momma die
Yell out homicide

[Hook: Juelz Santana]
$#&@ losing weight
We back on these highways moving cakes

Life's based upon what I'ma do today
I think my moms moving away
Yeah, I think I'ma cop me that new estate
Baby do the date
I got to move an eighth
$#&@ the scrutiny
Y'all ^!$$%s screwin me

Juelz never let the cops get me
On the block til the shots hit me
Until the shots get me

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