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Cam'ron

K.O.P.

 

K.O.P.

(album: Purple Haze 2 - 2019)


Get Large, bald docteur

Baby girl, baby, baby girl wanna ride out
Told her what she don't wanna hear (I don't care)
She said, "I wanna go Cam, but what's in the trunk first?"
Bitch, a hundred years (Couldn't understand it)
She said, "You're already platinum (Ten times), still a brick layer (No construction)"
I told her music and movie money, real, real good girl
But I am a risk taker (Go getter)
I be touring Sin City off (Yeah I do)
He think everything legal (Why you suck his dick?)
But no need to talk, man
If you ain't involved, that's how I avoided them people (Scot free)
Shit, I don't do telephones (No calls)
Nah, I don't do third parties (Yo, yo, who that?)
That's the reason cousin Bang in jail right now, nigga
Facing a third robbery (He gon' get out though)
Black La Cosa Nostra
Yeah, ya dealing with raging bulls (You know the type of nigga I am?)
Shit, I'll pay ya mother
And take ya sister like Calvin from Paid in Full (We doing our thing Miss Johnson) Shit, shit, but yeah
The money, yeah I launder it, I deserve me a monument
The judge exonerate me, the D.A. be in astonishment
Let's bond a bit, I can get you money or ya mom evic'
Harm, long arms under long john pajama fit
Loafers with the jeans, they envy on how my garments fit
23 year run, I know niggas ain't fond of it

(Keep on pushin')
That's what my nana said (Rest her soul)
Turkey and cheese, a glass of milk for dinner
With a slice of banana bread (Goddamn)
She said, "Keep on pushin'" (So I did)
Keep on pushing (Yeah I did)
Wanted me to finish college but, I like money, man
I just couldn't (Sorry nana)

You could catch, you, you could catch me court side (On the floor, nigga)
Camera view of the baseline (Say cheese)
I recorded verses, then 10 pound deals when I walked out of Baseline (That's the studio)
When I was writing Come Home with Me (What I had?)
Kilos and weed were thrown to me (What else?)
Mo Money from Philly
Packed it up fo' sho, got right on the road for me (What up Mo?)
I like to thank I-80 though (I-80, though?)
That interstate made me rich, boy (Rich, boy)
I had coke and weed
But then I threw some D on it way before Rich Boy (Dog food)
You can't deny the bypassing (Yeah, ya girl)
I got a thing for them wide asses
She suck me off so good
I gave her $1400, go get new eyelashes (Diamond joints)
So, get out yo' feelings (Feelings)
That's how I'm feeling (I'm feeling)
'Cause it sure feel good to see chandeliers hanging from 50 foot ceilings
H-h-hot girl summer
Uh, bitches got turnt (Yeah they did)
Few of y'all just a little too hot though, man
Couple my niggas got burnt
(Killa, Killa, Killa)

(Keep on pushing, oh yeah)
That's what my nana said (God bless her)
Turkey and cheese, a glass of milk for dinner
With a slice of banana bread (Wish they could reap the benefits right now)
She said, "Keep on pushin'!" (Okay), keep on pushing (That's what she said)
Wanted me to finish college but, I like money, man, I just couldn't
Yeah, I kept on pushing

done

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