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Royalty

Cam'ron

Code of the Streets, Vol. 1

2004

make one call to get the pussy poppin',
Call your girl, pop that pussy wanna pussy pop,
And a hoochie split it, doogie hit it, booby hit it
Her booby

me by my name
Barber shop, nail shop, hair shop, the same
They say, "Leikeli, baby, when you make it big, come back"
That's why I named my first

things
No loan owns it
New day new dress
Own show owns it
New crib no rent
Paid for owns it
The type of girl to make a man
Beg, just to own it

Own thang

lickety-split
 
I'm thinking 50 million disks would be shipped
If it weren't for the era wherein kids won't buy a hit but pirate it
And I don't blame us we're

alive and this your chance to grab it 

I know I’m wrong 
Now I got my chance to make it right
I kept it strong
Every day and every night
It’s been too

put gorilla glue on that shit
And it doesn't make any sense, it's a goddamn candy cane
Not a strength test

All I'm saying is, make these candy canes

a deal
Said I'm looking for the pen 
I ain't tryin to make amends yeah 
I see the money talk you ain't even making sense
Keep a killer on my right

full of tint
Cuz I don't know they intent
And I got dead presidents
If it don't make money it don't make sense
Been raising prices as high as a blimp
She

planted
Finding my escape route, kicks not landed
Boys by my side, these strings are tandem

Weapons in bars, it's danger I hand em
Risky rollin dice, that

your smile never seen
Don't make sense
A bandit - new charges - felonies
God damnit
I'm manic
And yeah I must be
ADD all the way don't see add it up

make any sense
You took away our innocence
But now it's over and now we're thru
So long see ya later boy
I won't miss you

You called last night and said

Give it up to this time full of strife
Get down, you might be fucking with the song of life
Extend your deeper senses, there will be no fight

He has to tell himself or at least plead to the reverend
Anything to make sense of it
Rapists and murderes get no place in the heavens
Is that truly

And it's that same ol' stereotype
No they ain't letting go of nothing
People think it's changed
I tell 'em that they're buzzing
Still judge me by my

the shit on the bathroom floor
Used to sell fake crack or soap
They don't make soap like that no more
You live by the gavel or by the gun
Find out you tattle

the night-time, coz then it's clear
So forgive me if i'm too emotional
Or I don't even make now sense at all
I'm jaded by my solitude, barely breathing how are you?

and get something
Damn I'm letting so much time pass me on by
Either get up get out or do nothing
It's my only chance I gotta make it out

Since Shameful

I’m fucked in the head by a girl so sweet it’s true


Ain’t got a hun, but I’m bent on one
Wanna run, but I’m feelin dumb
Don’t make sense to be

without a farewell
Left alone in this life we built by myself

To suffer in silence inside these walls
Trying to make sense of it all

So stay off my lawn,

Sometimes I be acting fake
About the history
Making songs don't erase no memory
It's like a tremor and a tumor
A lot of my life makes no sense man
Including

And left niggas sick
How the fuck you keep gettin'
Robbed it don't make sense
Broke lil niggas they can't
Even make ends meet
Fake page sent a death threat

know how it is yeah
I could never trip off of no bitch yeah
Never trip off of no bitch
If it ain't making money it ain't making sense

Shawdy she hated

we do is flip bricks
this can't be what life really is
Shit it don't make no sense
Shit it don't make no sense
How you broke but ain't take no chance

house
Things that you don't know about in this family

It don't make sense, but nevertheless
You gotta believe us, it's all for the best
It don't