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camp lo - world heist كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
dig it, steadily hip camp lo
the jungle brown and the site
for the 9…

[verse 1: geechi suade]
wish me a lot, it’s the chocolate star
blessed the vein, i kiss the pain
it’s the superfly jungle god allah
love the solar god pumpin fruit from the yard
running this blade from here to the grave
grip what you treasure, we hunting for the pleasure
show enuff diviness for this style of mine
style in the scene with the_
_yeah, i was born in a state of grace and never caught a 3 o’clock lace
i make it happen with a toaster in your face
and that’s my word, bronx blocks i boogie
i’m singing songs with the villains cause we acting juvenile
shanking cats up a lobby buildings
and i’m forever in a leather lookin’ jigga
but she no figures, cleopatra swig stone and rob diggas
your lost soul don’t belong here
and imma keep it coolie high until my camp is in the clear
word life

[verse 2: sonny cheeba]
it’s bout the same cousin, don’t worry bout the puppet man
convicas buzzin, keep makin’ fl!cks and grand stands on the sugar flat
and float the blocks with the [?] and 3 o’clocks
to leave em flushing little session for them cotton [?]
the jiggy vines on my behind so foxy what?
it is what it’s gone be with that double bubble
the [?] life from the sugar shacks easy trouble
it’s sugar love, sugar that is what it is
[chorus]
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (cheeba)
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (diamonds)
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (jitterbugs)
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (come on, short eyes)
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (3 o’clock)
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (yeah)

[verse 3: geechi suade]
motions get made on the d_line, i juggle on the 4_line
get rich on the 6_line, then it’s time to boogie back to harlem
we the lo_a, the diamond crook campus
coolie high disciples, stone and rob trife_a_life ninety fro goers

[verse 4: sonny cheeba]
oh yeah it’s ragtime, ain’t no misbehaving on the lo
aiming for the cotton club, for my line never show
sugar love to the puppet for some strings, hang em high
shine a lo life, lullabies say them sight

[verse 5: geechi suade]
[?] burn life, let me get you right
cause the magic slide, puffin [?]
gonna slide this herb until my soul don’t smile
and my mouth seem foul, can you dig it below[?]
the bulletproof’s under my goose, let the coffee fill my glass
relax in sugar shacks, black pass cause we the mass
i guess cause i’m the geechi and don’t forget the grace and
you can’t forget the chee’s cause he war for the diamonds
[verse 6: sonny cheeba]
so ya moves for the diamonds, rosco blazin’ for the cherro
army on the back due to skully nyc fellas
what it is on the clock, picture figure ten_ten
victory, raising flags, in my company flowed in

[verse 7: geechi suade]
before we burst let me stop you with the fevers of the fruit a dime
uptown jungle brown sugar
it’s the high n_gga, for the sly n_ggas
true to life n_ggas, coolie high n_ggas

[chorus]
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (jungle browns)
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (geechi rob)
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (cold chee’s)
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (jo che’s)
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a
s_xy lo, dice the lo_a (third ? n_gga)

[outro]
that shooby doozy was for real bruh
(_we ain’t gon ease up in the kit kat club tonight)
check this out sugar, that’s is where [?] bruh
(you wylin, that’s where the fiends be)
well you know all the fiends be bruh madams a nubious bruh. the broad is looking good like money on the wood, but check it we got to get this cash
(aight dig it so imma touch with the crooks right now)
tell em cats to be on time for this the business bruh to be in this to win this bruh
(you know what i’m saying that’s my [?])
the broke fantastic and you don’t smell like semmalite, can you dig it

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