I`m Nice lyrics

Artist  : Cam`ron 
Song : I`m Nice



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[Cam'ron]
Yo turn me up some b!
I'm about
to lace ya'll
Check it out
I'm not a
muthafuckin' joke b!
Whoever think I'm not
nice
This is for ya'll punk muthafuckas!
Yo
yo yo yo yo yo!
See the drug game was always
the man's sport
That's what Cam thought so
everyday I had a hundred grams bought
In the
transport jumpin inside the Jansport
An unruly
game
We ain't care who we blame
Shit was all
the same until Juli came with a moody aim
You
know the mayor nigga
A fight crimer
jerk
Acting like a kind host but gettin time
for a roach
A little indo
That's when yo, I
said I'm messin with these bimbos
It's easier
to pimp hoes, nowadays they simp hoe
It don't
take much to make her
Just take her to a place
where It's nice
Show her the ice and might give
her a fake fur
Cause girls I control them
classy
Old and sassy
Old and nasty
I
ain't gonna front that nigga Gold he gassed
me
But now I'm flowin fastly, rollin
jazzy
Just a while ago I was rollin
badly
We was on the low wit Aggie
But now
what have we
A rolls and lavish
lifestyles
My girl yo she slices pies
A
benz is what my wife drives
You know Qeet'
nigga
Executive thug
But she respects me
and loves
Don't let your head meet her
slug
Until she sprayed out and layed
out
Ineffections of blood
A little thick
chick that will hit quick
Do anything for the
dick dick
You know what else that puzzles
me?
I find this shit a riddle
How come when
you got a lot?
People say you got a
little
Like they say you act a little
funny
Cause you got a litte money
And you
did a little song and
Made a little
money
Oh, you know my favorite
Oh, you
think you a little star
Cause you got a little
fans and you drive a little car
I prove they
all are liars
Saying that they got a
fire
Hang em up on a barber wire
Yo, you
think you got attire
To the point like
Stoudamire
Yeah I'm a harsh nigga
That
drink hard liquor
A six benz car getter
You
know Digga
He ain't rich
He's a star
figure
Platinum deep
Hangs with
Jews
Chills up at their barmitzfah's
He
loves the hooligans
Now we eat at
houlihans's
Seen Ed Lover and Doctor Dre
We
told them niggas Who the Man
Pulled the toast
out on these niggas one time
And even Cuda
ran
You know that I'm a skitzo
Who listens
to calypso
But I'm quick though
And old
school like Hungry Hungry Hippo
Ask my Queens
niggas where I get dough bimbo
Now I beat up
clicks
Eat up chicks
Ask my man how I beat
up shit
And when I'm out of work
I got to
re-up quick
Everybody sells pies
Drink from
Cris' to St. Ides
Every hit my bank rise
And
no bitch I ain't high!
I've been
hotter
Since I was in pampers hittin
pinatas
You win nada
Come on I got put on
by Mase and Big Poppa
So I'm glad you sat
down
I ain't want uncle Un to pull the gats
down
You scrap hounds
I heard you niggas
back down
But me I never back down
My
mother, she can sign that
I know you're
thinkin' that It's bout that time
To say nigga
I wanna rewind that
So go ahead and rewind it
faggot