Amine - Campfire (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Amine - Campfire (en) Lyrics
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You no business, born insecure
Junk yard motherfucker!
Got a bad little mama and
She always with the shits
Put a hundred in my pocket
And a hundred on her rims
That's my little bitch
That's that's my little bitch
Put a red dress on her
And some gas for the trip
Got a hundred in my pocket
And a couple on the tint
Campfire, I'm a hot mother fucker
Please no pictures, I'm
a tired mother fucker
Spidey senses tingle when
there's fake niggas
Dreads swangin' like they did
The harlem shake nigga (that's true)
West coast till I D I E
If you want respect look
me in my E Y E
I love my whips like a racist
and travel lot a places
Free my nigga heff, fuck
the police (true)
Oprah for president, clbn resident
Thizz face, when I'm disgraced
That's the nigga in me.
Might catch me at a whole foods
And if you see that red mercedes
Than you know who
So this raccoon was looking at me
Dead in the eyes right
Wait why?
People shimmering and shit
And I'm no bitch
But its a rural area so
Wait a rural area?
Rural area
Rural(rural)
I was in a rural area
That was...so was it a ru-ral?
Or rural?
Its not either really
What was that?
Rural
Like the end of squirrel
Its rural!
Got a bad little mama
And she always with the shits
Yea campfire
Imma scary little nigga
This run in my blood
Like drew berry more nigga
My fit on et your shit on E B T
So when u try and flex I'm like
What's your credit score nigga
Yea and that's word to my granny
Since 14
Knew the route like randy
Errything dandy
Grey sweats with the pennies
(nautia heart burn....)
Side effects may very
(yea)fuck these niggas
Where the child lock
So many hits I can have
my own now comp
And a triple album
Full of all my children
No difference from kids bop
Book em in the hilton
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