Cam'Ron lyrics

Cam'Ron lyrics

"Fuck You Lyrics"

Lonely Nights Lyrics
(Gary Moore) I don't know what's wrong with you. Baby, baby, what you tryin' to do. Well, I gave you my love, but that wasn't good enough for you. I thought we had a love so strong. And baby, baby, how you


Featuring Mase]
Mase:
B I'm feeling it from the heart now B.
Yo straight up yo this Murder Harlem World is the clique
I'm with my nigga Killer and we bout to lay it down 4 y'all niggaz
All yall faggot ass niggaz out there that wouldn't give us $300
dollars for
the tape
To make a demo FUCK YALL NIGGAZ!
All y'all bitches that wouldn't suck my dick when I was Mason Betha
FUCK YALL BITCHES!
And all yall bitches that wanna fuck my nigga*
Huddy Combs cuz he roll wid me, FUCK YALL BITCHES!!!
All y'all niggaz that fucked around and made my nigga Blood can't be
Mirrors And Fevers Lyrics
I was cold in a dream somewhere close to the surface Between the ice and the stream there is three inches of air So I swam towards the light I let my breath get there first When I opened my eyes I saw myself in the mirror And I knew I would do like my father has done Yes, we will

here
Poppin' on niggaz, mayn, FUCK YALL NIGGAZ!!
*background chorus starts, goes all throughout song until noted
otherwise.
Background chorus:
Aaah, oooh.
Fuck you, fuck you!
Cam'ron:
This goes out to Mr. Fuckin' Russell
Who never let me gamble or play numbers, you always talkin' bout
I'm fuckin' too young
And what about that fuckin', that fuckin' transit cop
Who was there every time I had to fuckin' hop the train
Wanted to play like he fuckin' ran the whole station
Like he, like he had to run the whole fuckin' shift
Also yeah, yah...
NBC Lyrics
featuring Cam'Ron Noreaga This is the way it should sound Intro: Cam'Ron (Noreaga) Ya heard (what what) Yo B we don't even like half these faggott niggas anyway (what what what) I'm on my own muthafuckin' wh
To the teacher who failed me
To the bitch who never bailed me, yah, you thought I wasn't getting
out,
right, bitch?!
Well now, I got out, fuck you!!
Plus she never gave me no bread
Plus she never gave me no head
And that pussy was soooo wack
It was wack, B. Yo, fuck you!
Yeah, you thought I wouldn't go pro
But now I'm fuckin' yo' hoe!!
HaHa!! Fuck you!!
But I know these, these bitches wanna say ' fuck these niggaz', too,
right?
He want you to lick his balls
But, yo, his dick is small. Ha!
Tell that nigga, fuck you!!
Fuck him, B.
Clunk Lyrics
Clunk [7x] DJ Lethal. Hey mister, elevate that mind into a blister. You might need to rest up, I'll pump that chest up Because that mental is fadin' Ego, you over played it. Hey buster, ya' just can't be trusted Tha' drama, your mama musta really been disgusted. But ya'

Yah, he always wanna come beat it
But the nigga never wanna eat it!
Fuck that nigga, Cam will eat it, I really don't care. Fuck him!
He never spends a dime
And yo he never comes home on time. Fuck them, B.
(Background chorus stops)
Cam'ron, Mase, Lance "Un" Rivera, and Darryl "Digga" Branch:
Fuck you, fuck you, fu-u-u-u-uck you! FUCK YOU!
Fuck you, fuck you, fu-u-u-u-uck you! FUCK YOU!
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you,
fuck you
Fuck y-o-o-o-o-o-ou! Hey!!
FUCK YOU!!!!
Cam:
Mayn, fuck you!
(laughter