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Yes Bob, we’re reporting live from I-285 in North Atlanta
Where APD is in hot pursuit of two vehicles.
We’ve been told that rapper Cam James is the alleged driver of the lead vehicle,
While an unidentified female is driving the second car.
We’ll bring you more details as this story develops.
Ooh
285, I’m zonin’
This was in Summer ’18
You were not part of the scene
Had some women tryin’ for me
But they knew I’m puttin’ my heart in my dreams
Gave me some space, I needed it (mm)
You had your doubts, deleted it (yerrr)
Tryna be down, we had that Bonnie & Clyde
But, when I decided
It wasn’t workin’, you couldn’t abide it
You was so mad at me
Mona Lisa turned American Gothic
Obviously a masterpiece
In a bad way we had way too many
Problems to fix, lotta truth in me
Why was you thinkin’ you was too skinny?
Thick as fuck, so that wasn’t the problem you paranoid
Why you livin’ inside of yo’ head?
Stayed on yo side of the bed
Holdin’ grudges like Joe Budden
You’ll be fightin’ wit’ Monica next
The boy is already yours
Bad look like Girbauds with straps
And you rockin’ Juicy Couture
Now we don’t talk anymore and you know all the reasons
Mind games that you play with yourself
Bleedin’, heavy, somebody get help
Thesis, you can’t get outta your own way
Had several different pathways
Summa cum laude with bad grades
We was lovin’ like the last days
But it ain’t last
This just in: there’s a unique twist to this developing story!
The unidentified female appears to be chasing Cam James as he uses
Evasive maneuvers to get away from her; including taking side streets
And even swerving into oncoming traffic.
The only question that remains is – how did this situation begin, and how will it end? Stay tuned.
Look
We in very different rooms
You double padlocked, and I’m kickin’ it on the couch
But you be stormin’ in unannounced
Drinkin’ my orange juice in the corner
While you busy tellin’ me I’m unsupportive it’s wild
If you can’t handle a man with a passion
What you gon’ do wit’ a child? (Got ‘em)
Wasn’t there when I came from the bottom
No connections on the route that I chose
Think about it when you comin’ to blows
Why you yellin’ at me; burnin’ my clothes
Girl i do not understand it
You know that’s property damage, right?
In front of company you not impolite
So I planted a recordin’ device
In the kitchen always wanna fight me by the knives
Really can’t deal with this shit, I’m a victim in this
Told you I’m thinkin’ ‘bout movin’ to keep the dream goin’
I’m tryna get to that limousine flow ’n blow it up
Really don’t need this at all, no
Will I text, will I call? no
Throw all that dirt on my face imma grow
Makin’ my moves for lifetimes
You be thinkin’ for the right now
Told you do better wit’ waitin’, patience
Never calmin’ all the hype down
I put it all on the line, single and I got my reasons
You the worst for me, bar none
Hope you ready when tomorrow comes
I’m gone
In all my years of reporting, I don’t believe I’ve ever seen anything quite like this.
The female driver, now identified as (beep), has driven her car off of the I-85 bridge. Cam James has apparently gone missing, and there’s a reward for any information Leading to his capture.
My producers have just informed me that the reward is one hundred dollars.
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I put a hunnid dollars down
Flip that, grip that milli
Y’all know I run it by the sound
Now she wanna get wit’ me
Y’all better run and jot it down
If yo lady pretty then watch her
Lose her, got it, found aye
Put ya money on me
I put a hunnid dollars down
Flip that, grip that milli
Y’all know I run it by the sound
Now she wanna get wit’ me
Y’all better run and jot it down
If yo lady pretty then watch her
Lose her, got it, found aye
Put ya money on me
I got the womens linin’ up
Already scooped yo block
When you shoot yo shot, they probably duck
I ain’t really got no secret, I’m just me and they tryna touch
See I done got you heated, because yo queen done got a crush but
Can’t put the blame on me
Got flame-on D, makin’ her sing my name on key
Volcano V, pay for the stroke ‘cause it ain’t no free
She feelin’ on me in the H.O.V.
Big Pimpin, feelin’ like HOV
Below my waist where the draco be
Bet money she gon’ put her face on me
Know the shit cut deep but it ain’t gon’ bleed boi
I put a hunnid dollars down
Flip that, grip that milli
Y’all know I run it by the sound
Now she wanna get wit’ me
Y’all better run and jot it down
If yo lady pretty then watch her
Lose her, got it, found aye
Put ya money on me
I put a hunnid dollars down
Flip that, grip that milli
Y’all know I run it by the sound
Now she wanna get wit’ me
Y’all better run and jot it down
If yo lady pretty then watch her
Lose her, got it, found aye
Put ya money on me
Look, dawg I been focused
Speak for the people that been hopeless
Bigger than the smoke and white
Spin ‘round like a broken kite that’s hypnosis
Trust me the bag don’t drop
No love but I be good wit’ a bae like Mac and Pac
I ain’t got passion for no clashin’
On me ‘cause I make her laugh a lot
My bops got Madden drops, shocked like a Darren McFadden cop
Whip whip through the street in a ’13 Jeep
Rental on deck, ‘cause my life been wild
Girls on the ‘gram say they like my style
I ain’t R. Kelly I don’t touch no child
Want this D imma need ID
Pull up to the function, they like “wow” I got
Automatic lock, everybody car got that shit
Automatic clock, fly Timex with the latches
Tall, dark and fine I been feelin’ myself got juice
Flow like Caribbean wine, play my shit everybody like ooohh
Bettin’ on me a good move, for real for real
I been battin’ a thousand kills, anything movin’ I blow like Gill
Really ain’t gotta stunt
Doin’ a lot at once, hate providin’ lunch
Eat y’all lames and the beef won’t flame
I’m vegan, this season all about me dog
I put a hunnid dollars down
Flip that, grip that milli
Y’all know I run it by the sound
Now she wanna get wit’ me
Y’all better run and jot it down
If yo lady pretty then watch her
Lose her, got it, found aye
Put ya money on me
I put a hunnid dollars down
Flip that, grip that milli
Y’all know I run it by the sound
Now she wanna get wit’ me
Y’all better run and jot it down
If yo lady pretty then watch her
Lose her, got it, found aye
Put ya money on me
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Aye
You don’t wanna grow
You don’t wanna go
Got my own spot in the city
Six floors up, got a gate code
Met her at a party in LA, a good night
Been talkin’, got a flight so it’s case closed
Scooped in a rental at the HJ
Gettin’ all excited ‘cause my car nice
Lincoln Continental and it’s all white
Wine cooler in the dash and it’s on ice
Mm, tell me how ya flight was
Always been good at makin’ small talk
All the late night calls in the past month
Got her gassed up, gon’ be bussin’ like a sawed off
From the deck to my room ain’t a long walk
Took the elevator up, she touchin’ on my face like
When it come to playin’, I don’t play nice
If you won’t, they might
You can say no
Just know I got options
Know I got options
If you really wanna take it slow
You can say no
Just know I got options
Know I got options
If you really wanna take it slow
I ain’t really tryna make you jealous
If I was doin’ that it woulda been done
Givin’ you reality and then some
You ain’t got time, so I spent some
Wit’ another, the comparison ain’t one to one
They just wanna come
Temporarily aligned on the same plane
Our relationship dyin’, you ain’t maintainin’
I’m Dwayne Wayne n’
You been more like a Hillary Banks
Don’t be makin’ me the enemy mayne
Gotta make up ya mind and ask yourself
Do you want it? Are you livin’ in the past? What else
Do you really need from me?
We can say bye to it
Tell me no sex, but I bet Skye do it
Monica on weekends, know her job foolish, won’t fight
If you won’t, they might
You can say no
Just know I got options
Know I got options
If you really wanna take it slow
You can say no
Just know I got options
Know I got options
If you really wanna take it slow
You wanna take it slow
You wanna take some time
You wanna tell me no, ehh
You wanna take some time
You wanna take it slow
You wanna tell me no, yeah
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Met you on the northside of the city
Slide thru hours, sunflower, the cafe, but you pretty
And it ain’t no man with you, wait, I don’t mean to assume
That you like men, but if so, cool
Got my food to go, pool
Open, at my complex, look like we mutuals (why)
This spot my usual, I, recognize yo’ besties
It ain’t weird unless we, ain’t livin’ in the moment
No handshake ‘cause of ‘Rona but
Pickin’ up my aroma
Know you like that shit…right?
I be usin’ Old…Spice
Livin’ by a code
Never let ‘em control me
If y’all wanna roll, we
Might find a connection
Ain’t tryna give life direction
Spoke ‘cause, I see my reflection in you
Ya think ya smooth but I’m already knowin’ your type
Do me wrong but you know what I like
See I’ve lived this life before and you stole my heart and more
What makes you different?
What makes you different?
I’ll tell you
I’m just me
I ain’t runnin’ ‘round in these streets
Yeah my body count high
35 women at least
Don’t judge me though
Life happens, got goals, we grow apart
Ex mad crazy, we all got a couple, Noah’s Ark
Used to bag ‘em like throwin’ darts
No aim, just sprayin’ more
You the type, been prayin’ for
Worth doin’, then it can’t be easy
See yo friends tellin’ you, it’s time to go
Got a girls night, all planned out, you tryna roll
Last man was a fuckboy, so you tryna grow
You can’t be the same, said auf Wiedersehen
To all that bullshit
Why cry when you could dip
Wit’ somebody like me?
Ain’t nobody outta my league
Got you smilin’ now (cheese)
Hella interested in findin’ out
But, you inclined to doubt
If i’m really ‘bout it, ‘bout it
This shit silly
That commitment shit is iffy
Live for now
Imma have yo heart and soul drippin’ out yeah
Ya think ya smooth but I’m already knowin’ your type
Do me wrong but you know what I like
See I’ve lived this life before and you stole my heart and more
What makes you different?
What makes you different?
Oh oh ooh oh (You know you want it)
Oh oh ooh oh ohh (You know you want it)
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh (You know you want it)
Oh oh ooh oh
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Somebody hears, what I’m tryna say
If you tithe, He will provide
All the saints say Amen (Amen!)
Amen, now while the ushers collect the offering
I’d like to acknowledge the presence today
of one of our greatest choir directors
Bro. Cam James, please lead us in prayer
Imma build a monument
Dedicated to my Black goddesses
Keep me goin’ strong and you fine as shit
Clap for ‘em, baby you deserve that acknowledgement
Aye
I need a round of applause
For all the ladies I’m lovin’
I’m being very specific
Ain’t no generic discussion
That Black skin is poppin’
Yeah that melanin hittin’
You walkin’ like you the queen
I ain’t tellin’ you different
A masterpiece, from the ceiling down, you my Sistine
Listened to my crazy ambitions and big dreams
That’s why it ain’t no comparison, no split screen
All of these Black men sayin’ it’s cap
Yo mama just entered the chat
Dummy, so many run from the fountain of youth for the
Money, like you can’t have both, they got mad dough
You could own a couple of yachts and a fuckin’ castle
That shit gon’ be empty if I ain’t bringin’ my soul wit’ me
Whole room light up when y’all in my presence, I’m blessed
Only reason I believe in God
When I’m in need you oblige, and drive
Half an hour to see me, you got the power to leave me
But never do (I’ll never lose you)
When I’m goin’ through it she always relate
She get empathetic, ain’t hypothetical
Imma talk about her body, but first, she intellectual
Every moment ain’t sexual, but when it do get nasty
This is how that ass be, arched up in the backseat
Flashy, pull yo bantu knots when I feel graspy
Stab me, in my back with yo manicure love to scratch me
Lastly, you can ask me what I need in a woman
Black genes
Hold up, imma build a monument
Dedicated to my Black goddesses
Keep me goin’ strong and you fine as shit
Clap for ‘em, baby you deserve that acknowledgement
Here's an applause
Deserving of all
The most important women created
So perfect with flaws
Unlike the rest of us
You handle all your issues soo flawlessly
I'll go to the armory
Protect you from bothering
From other persons tryna put a clamp on your arteries
Tryna solicit
And we all notice black women different types of exquisite
Pints of delicious
Pico De Gallo
Slightly nutritious
I can do dishes
After I finish
Making a meal that leave you highly replenished
So hype when you kill it
Baby Momma
Can you have all my children
Then build up a village
She gonna turn a stack to a milli
She has no achilles
She only come with loving and feelings
I love when I'm in it
Her body feel like skies when I'm swimming
Melonated Momma make me mad I'm not the man that she feeling
She has no more ceilings
Like the sunroof you pop when you wheeling
She pop what a feeling
En route to the illest
Black Women heal us
God damn
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Got to get me outta yo system
Overloadin'
Controllin'
I got your heart runnin'
I ain't tryna start nothin', girl
Feel the surge
Twistin' my words
I'm on the verge, yeah
Got to get me outta yo system
Yeah
Even though, we been close
In the physical sense, I'll admit I been tense
Feel my transmission failing, need a chemical rinse
Ran outta gas, digital dash
You keep passenger seat, driving 'n we gon' crash
You claimin' deceit, but just like bein' mad
Gotta disconnect, yourself from me
Ain't want me when I was hungry
Now you jumpin' off of that cliff, without the bungee
Cord cutter, no more cables in my crib
And you a 4Runner
Off-roadin', wide open, runnin', Forrest Gump her
You like Jenny with the cancer
Walk into my life I'm givin' tips like a dancer
Get me outta yo', chassis, brake and airbag me
Deserve better than me 'cause you educated, classy
Yeah, got no more air in my tires to tell you flatly
Put that in the backseat
Got to get me outta yo system
Overloadin'
Controllin'
I got your heart runnin'
I ain't tryna start nothin', girl
Feel the surge
Twistin' my words
I'm on the verge, yeah
Got to get me outta yo system
You weren't answering my calls, so I asked your friends
And, don't be mad, but Joel gave me your new number
I just feel like we never got closure
And I know you're doin' a lot to keep everything going,
But if you have some time, let me know
I just wanna talk
I miss you, I miss us
Got a unhealthy fixation on
Past times, yo passtime interruptin' my days alone
See the future, I'm Ray Symone
You were not a part
Ain't no house without a heart
That's what the Heartbeats told me
I can't link wit you, I'm not
Quite prepared to meet Kobe
All of yo systems go, but
Ain't no ignition code
Don't wanna relive what we been through
But you won't stop
Angel way before the poison
She gone, like Oluwatoyin
Heaven, smilin', used to, love you lots
Now you, deluded, it's scary, call the cops
I can't, bring that back, what happened is past tense
Sharp eyes, no accent, too many times I tried
To take back somebody who bad for me
I'm risin' now, mad love on horizon now
Good vibes be providin' power
Midnight when the call came
I fight with the darkness often
Up late, we was talkin' caution yeah
Thinkin' bout what could have been gets hard to bear
Right person, wrong time, that's hardly fair
Hope you know that I reminisce in my free time like,
We had a great thing goin'
Ain't gon' never re-open
Look, in yo imaginary scene this conversation
Breaks my recalcitration
You, an amalgamation of my mistakes
Been patient, no viruses
You tried to quit
I know I'm addictive
Yeah, you still got the memories
Forever, I hope that helps
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Never Talk (Prod. NDMG)
03:34
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Oh you really wanna
Talk about our problems and how they started?
As if you ain’t the reason?
Nah nah, we can backtrack, let’s do it
Look
First of all, this all about stress
You was runnin’ at the mouth, tellin’ me what I’m about
Then you announced, all you needed was a outlet
I provided that, don’t deny the facts
We can talk about the times that you made me go without sex
As if confining me to bedrest, some kinda death threat
Never cheated but I thought about it
I’m just being honest
I got options, I done told you that
Tryna be the quarterback, you a receiver wit’ a T.O., ego
Gamble like casinos, with
My confidential admissions, everything I mentioned
Side job as your personal suicide prevention
Radio silence the newest policy I guess
Ya girls talkin’ mess
I will not address
The women in the picture now that I done found success
You gettin’ aggressive, wonder why we never talk
Uh
When I’m on the phone, why you always interrupt, mm
Killl my old exes like Corona ‘wit a crush, mm
Tried to show you different ‘cause
Learnin’ is a must
Girl, why you always mad
Fire burnin’, we discussed why
You Ashanti in John Tucker Must Die
Yeah you that thick
It’s not a compliment
On the deeper side of arguments you not equipped
You like a toy car, I’m on a rocket ship
I, got it good I’m chasin’ dreams down and catchin’ lately
You, understood we was goin’ separate ways right?
True, good reason, you called the cops when we was fightin’
And by that I mean you threw my damn shoes at me
Quite happy for real, I been doin’ just fine
Circumstances called for it, put you outta my mind
Now we don’t communicate I’m cool wit’ it
Remember you did it, keep complainin’ to my call waitin’
Wanna talk to me gotta let me know
What you mad for? Where’d the lovin’ go?
I’ll wipe it clean if you acknowledge what you done before
You been datin’ but, they ain’t comin’ close
You cannot be the victim in every situation
Used to tolerate it, now I kinda hate it
Lashin’ out, that animosity concentrated
I got fans now, you wonder why we never talk
Simple math
One plus one equals
Broken equation
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What has become of us?
Time doesn’t move the same
Can we just take it back?
Restore what we once had
I know you feel the same always, always
Baby I been thinkin’ ‘bout it all day
We achieved love, took the long way
Maybe all the cracks showin’ through, what it do
Got way too much to lose, and they all fake
Tellin’ you I changed up
Like the women and the game rearranged us
You the one and only, I been workin’ on me
While rubbin’ on ya ass when we gettin’ cozy
Take it back to the, time when I had time
Bring it back pull up, fye dinners with the wine
And you mad done up, satisfied on the spiritual tip
Red lip juxtaposed with the hips but I digress
We supposed to be resolvin’
Five years of debatin’ what the cause is
They be blowin’ up ya phone ‘cause yo chocolate
Please tell me I’m the one you rock wit’, aye
What has become of us?
Time doesn’t move the same
Can we just take it back?
Restore what we once had
I know you feel the same always, always
La da da da da
La da da da
La da da da da
Da ah ahh
La da da da da
La da da da
La da da da da
Da ah ahh
You hear that?
We go way back, Bad Boy with Mase tracks
Nick at Nite, Hot Wheels, VHS and playbacks
Know the way you like it so
You ain’t gotta fake that
Had a baby afro
You was rockin’ straightbacks
Uh, note passin’ in the class to get your attention
Kissin’, grippin’ on that ass, we both in detention
You remember those times
I discovered yo’ body
Never hesitate to blow like you live in Ramadi
Lotta walkin’ and talkin’
I know everything about you but don’t see you too often
It’s a damn shame
You say it’s for show, I ain’t tryna campaign
My damn brain, won’t let me move past you
I ain’t tryna gas you
What has become of us?
Time doesn’t move the same
Can we just take it back?
Restore what we once had
I know you feel the same always, always
La da da da da
La da da da
La da da da da
Da ah ahh
La da da da da
La da da da
La da da da da
Da ah ahh
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On Me (Prod. NDMG)
04:02
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Know I love the way you move wit’ yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit’ it, aye
Don’t nobody know me ain’t from ‘round here but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit’ it
Double-cheeked up, on a Tuesday
Feelin’ good, really geeked up, on the D’usse
Confident and I’m elite but,
I saw them C cups
Had a hard time listenin’ when you say
Do you wanna dance, you know I do
Them pants grippin’ on that ass, I want it too bad, see
If you need discipline, I’m your new dad-dy
We can leave the party for some touchin’ in the taxi
Usually I’m more, polite
But you lookin’ nice
Smooth skin poppin’ like tequila wit’ the Sprite
Shakin’ wit’ yo friends but, what you on tonight?
You know I got what you like
Belly rollin’ on my mic
Imma lose it
Tellin’ me you love my music
Got me choosin’
Heard you sayin’ you could do tricks
Time to prove it
Love it when I grip on yo waistline
Get to workin’ it ain’t breaktime, go
Know I love the way you move wit’ yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit’ it, aye
Don’t nobody know me, ain’t from ‘round here, but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit’ it
Hot In Herre, Nellyville
If yo man ain’t got mad yet, I bet he will
Everybody lookin’ at you, girls yellin’ get it (get it)
Yeah, homies holdin’ me up, got me paralytic
Lames follow you around, they parasitic
Bend it over, scrub the ground, I move wit’ it
Uh, kissin’ me I taste all that Reisling
Then she put my hand up in her G-string (whoa)
Freeze frame, end of scene
Maybe we should take it to the bathroom
Private show, we ghost, they gon’ hate too
Bestie in yo texts, gon’ get mad soon
If you like ‘em big, I got great news
You can take a ride, then I’ll get you one
Party windin’ down but you never done
DJ spinnin’ all yo favorite bops, make it drop
Girl that ass never stop yeah
Know I love the way you move wit’ yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit’ it, aye
Don’t nobody know me, ain’t from ‘round here, but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit’ it
Know I love the way you move wit’ yo back bent, aye
Put that ass on me in the back like you tryna get a bag wit’ it, aye
Don’t nobody know me, ain’t from ‘round here, but you got me trapped in it, aye
Yeah you got class, but yo ass thick, turn around, slap get it
Move it like you tryna get a bag wit’ it
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Yeah it’s your body
Swear you the truth
Yeah that’s why I want my body
Right next to you
Next to you
You you you you you
Ain’t no hesitatin’
So please don’t keep me waitin’
Cause I don’t want somebody
Baby I just want you
Only you
You you you you you
After the party we headin’ out
Got my homies in the crib and we kickin’ it
Only been cakin’ a set amount
You know I know that you know what it is
You shootin’ me looks and I let it bounce
Lovin’ that crop on yo top though
I know I’m gon’ see a lot more
If patience a virtue then how come it hurts you
I’m tryin’ to dash, no Roscoe
You purposely touch when you swayin’ past
Night almost over you hangin’ back
Know what you got on your mind and I’m feelin’ it
Throwin’ signs, catchin’ ‘em all like I’m Ash K.
In a part of my life where the cash play
But you don’t care about none of my money
Been fiendin’ to touch me before you knew I had a bag
Attraction, hella mutual I’m feelin’ the passion
Like it risky, been throwin’ the max in
Got a man, I don’t never see him
Carpe diem you been spendin’ some time all in my DMs
Time to show and prove
Everybody leavin’ bring it to papi
Yeah it’s your body
Swear you the truth
Yeah that’s why I want my body
Right next to you
Next to you
You you you you you
Ain’t no hesitatin’
So please don’t keep me waitin’
Cause I don’t want somebody
Baby I just want you
Only you
You you you you you
I know why you hang back
Girl you been tryin’ to taste that
Lovin’ yo’ body been wantin’ to touch
You you you you you
I hit rewind on the playback
Know where you puttin’ yo face at
Lovin’ my body and I wanna touch
You you you you you
I see ya been workin’ out
You got defined abdominals
Legs, ain’t got no hair in the follicles
Oh you did all this for me? Preesh
But tonight I’m callin’ an audible
Can we make love on the balcony, I
Love when all yo moaning is audible
Tied up, way that you shakin’ it makin’ me rise up
Special delivery sex
Got you role-playin’ you Am*zon
6 foot in heels, an Am*zon
Company here ’n you pantomime
Me in yo body and I can’t react
Cause I’m hostin’ this party
You doin’ Pilates while playin’ Twister
Wit’ yo play sister I’m supposed to ignore it but nah
Way you look I’m lookin’ forward to draws
Droppin’ off, girl I’m Randy Moss
If you throw it I’m catchin’ it what’s the cost?
Ain’t gon’ be trickin’, but I want you lickin’
Envision, doin’ me dirty, ‘cause after they leave
We skippin’ the flirty
I don’t want you worried
Invited to stay let’s get naughty
Yeah it’s your body
Swear you the truth
Yeah that’s why I want my body
Right next to you
Next to you
You you you you you
Ain’t no hesitatin’
So please don’t keep me waitin’
Cause I don’t want somebody
Baby I just want you
Only you
You you you you you
You you you you you
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Ack Right (Prod. Antman)
03:36
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Gotta clear this up
Question
What do you see me as?
A pipe appointment, spine alignment
Somebody to call when you need attention
Most responsive, least expensive
Probably somethin' like that
I don't mind it
Long as you check the signage
Throw it back on me, I press rewind it's
In the fine print, gotta take all nine when
I come through, we don't waste time
Bend you over the sink 'til we break china
In the daytime or, after nine
Baby get that ass in line
Know you call when you passin' time, I
Make you feel good in the mornin'
Minus commitment, I'm not gon' be trickin'
I step in the waters it's steamin' up
Divin' in deep, when I give you that
Act right
Backstroke, jackknife
Tread water, at night
Pitch black, flashlight
Give you that, act right
Backstroke, jackknife
Tread water, at night
Pitch black, flashlight
Give you that, stroke
Imma give you that, stroke
Aight, look
What i just said, girl it ain't no hook
Put it in a handstand
Imma eat it w/ a bandanna
You boujee, demand manners
But i'm wild as hell tonight
You dripped in the YSL i like
Mm, take it off (take it off)
Yeah, put me in the middle you juicy
Cat gettin' faded like Boosie
Love when you feelin' unruly, uh
Whoa, hit me w/ the top in the backseat
Oh, playin' w/ the balls you a athlete
Four, times you came
Nothin' lost and a lot to gain
So baby ride this, train
Sit back while you lick that then reciprocation
Never been afraid of precipitation
Gimme that rain, know you like that pain
Imma give you that
Act right
Backstroke, jackknife
Tread water, at night
Pitch black, flashlight
Give you that, act right
Backstroke, jackknife
Tread water, at night
Pitch black, flashlight
Give you that, stroke
Imma give you that, stroke
Uh
Panties off
Spin that shit then dance for me
Do that walk
See it all in yo face, you want that taste
Got it boss
Tell me how you want me to please you baby
Panties off yeah yeah
Do that walk yeah yeah
You done gave me all yo consent
You was shakin' in the club, makin' tips plus rent
When i found you
Talkin' all that shit in yo texts
What that amount to?
Say you want a round 2, bet
I'm used to deliverin' oohs
And then the aahs come when I'm in ya thighs
Ya came too many times to count it up
Do it, imma look in ya eyes no matter what
Drip on it, alley-oop I'll assist on it
You in love with my voice I tell you (Take that)
I am the choice, the one, the only
Put in the middle like Moni
I get up, tell me don't leave
You gon' pass out if you don't breathe
Shakin' all the way to both knees
I told you
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Fell asleep wit’ a titty, in my hand
Gotdamn she was pretty, the nightstand
Empty when I wake, ’n I ain’t sayin’
Nothin’ witty when she broke my, heart
Fell asleep wit’ a titty, in my hand
Gotdamn she was pretty, the nightstand
Empty when I wake, ’n I ain’t sayin’
Nothin’ witty when she broke my, heart
S’posed to keep it player in every situation
My emotional empathy empty
But you filled that, left me hangin’ the pain ain’t dissipatin’
Feel like I got a ribbon for participation
After I, gave you my time, blew out yo back if I
Kissed on yo rose would you allow me to propose to you
A different way of life than what you seen from me
Got a sense of humor, but it don’t seem funny
You took my money and ran
Ain’t see the plate, but I know it’s a bummy sedan
You got a OnlyFans showin’ off yo tummy for bands
And imma find that
Buy a membership and leak all of yo shit on Reddit
Nah forget it, I can do better, my scheme skills top notch
It was all good 12 hours ago
Every time i try to trust it turn into dust
Crushed dreams, I know I can’t trust fiends but
She got my damn wallet
It’s a debit card in there
I canceled my MasterCard earlier today but
Imma get that next, she ain’t got the code so…
Uhh…there’s a Starbucks gift card in there too
This chick gave it to me, it’s like $12 left
But I don’t drink coffee, so
Fell asleep wit’ a titty, in my hand
Gotdamn she was pretty, the nightstand
Empty when I wake, ’n I ain’t sayin’
Nothin’ witty when she broke my, heart
Fell asleep wit’ a titty, in my hand
Gotdamn she was pretty, the nightstand
Empty when I wake, ’n I ain’t sayin’
Nothin’ witty when she broke my, heart
Don’t wanna call the cops, I’ll probably get shot
Thinkin’ I’m the thief and I stayed on the scene
Scenario been playin’ out every day in my dreams
Nightmares, Meek Milly in Philly but I ain’t got no bike here
Ain’t no way to escape, guess I’m playin’ it straight
Replace what’s lost, take it wit’ grace, stay in her face
Control fate, shorten my breaks, they interlaced
Start to get a feelin’ like it’s somethin’ wrong
Somethin’ off, she never took my money before
Had plenty chances, tryna figure how that dirty agenda advances
If she take my ID to the cops
My story ends, realized I just slept with the opps
Mind movin’ fast like Supreme bots
Gotta get my ass up outta here
Who does a spider fear?
Web gettin’ bigger when you say you miss her
Paralyze and come behind tryna pull the trigger
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I don’t drive no more
Since I had a crash in my own deck
I can’t take no chances, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my own neck
Now that I got fans, I be feelin’ like I’m on next
I don’t do no dances for promo and I don’t flex, nah
Got a lot to brag about tho
Mouth closed if you fuckin’ wit’ me, ain’t no clout store
Everybody sayin’ go in hard, this the outro
Imma open up instead, show you what I’m ‘bout so
This my “Second Lieutenant of One Part of the South” flow
Ha..I don’t really do no titles
My momma want me to get closer to Jesus; grab a bible
These women wanna act like some of time is idle I’m
Scared to let you stay too long
Cause that may translate to hangin’ on
Hangin’ on my every word
I’m too cheap to give you all the lovin’ you deserve
Lately I been freezin’ up ’n runnin’ outta words for the
Shit that I been feelin’
Floor to the celin’, drop
Records on yo melon top
Til you understand me
Ain’t never had no plan B
Ridin’ in the backseat
Uber Lyft
Thinkin’ you a trip
Headed back east
Got a lot to think about lately
I been makin’ moves tryna make this shit pay me
I don’t love you but I love it when you taste me
Ridin’ in the backseat
Uber Lyft
Thinkin’ you a trip
Headed back east
Got a lot to think about lately
If I
Become a rap star before I wake
That means that I got the same problems, in new real estate
Feel lost, but it will abate
These women gon’ try to fake
They interest, I’m on a mission to kill this shit
By the grace of my god
And I’m in the back of this squad vehicle leavin’ soon
Finally in a part of my life, when I got bail money
Care for me, show me you really down in the final inning
I been spending, all of my time lately creatin’ classics
Fake relationships, cellophane and plastic
They ain’t there when I crash, I need some metal for me to settle
Past debts, I done run up, my cash left
I wanna look back and remember a Jet like the Mavs nets, uh
This relationship gon’ die if you ain’t down to try
My commitment to myself ain’t never breakin’ down
Ambitious, tryna be the first one in my town to fly
I’m a rapper, i gotta be hyperbolic in statements now
My momma’s the only woman on Earth that can lecture me
Receive a response when I got no patience, she testin’ me
You try to do the same and imma snatch ya chain
I’m T.I.P. in ATL, I got the recipe
For skippin’ all the pleasantries, wit’ it or not
Venomous wasps, tryna move in and prevent all my plots
Been out the box, my love history runnin’ from cops
I got my pops’ disdain, he don’t like to explain
Used to see my parents fightin’, I was never the same
Tried being optimistic like the weather gon’ change
Women come and they go, I ain’t losin’ control
Lately god been on my side, been removin’ my foes
Now I got handcuffs on me, still won’t never be lonely I got myself
If I die tomorrow, my music gon’ tell you how I felt
So silence me, but assessin’ me honestly
Gon’ reveal, I gave you diamonds for real try to copy me
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Cam James Atlanta, Georgia
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