Lyrics: CAM'RON "DO IT AGAIN" (0/1)

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Man, I fucked a lotta bitches, man

Man I fucked alotta bitches man (true)

Made a lotta money, made a lotta enemies

Made a lotta money (true)

Made a lotta enemies (true)

But would I do this shit all over again? I don't know

Would I do this shit all over again, I dunno

That's a good question, would you do your life over again?

That's a good question, would you

I know, I fuck fat ass one more time if I have nothing else to do

do your life over again?

(You right about that)

I know I fuck fat ass Tasha one more time

if I have nothing else to do

I fuck that bitch one more time, that ass was fat

Yo, aiyo, shorty get a desk and chair now with the guess appear

[Verse 1]

If you knew my life, you might shed a tear where

Yo, shorty get a desk and chair

Now wit the guess appear

But if you knew my life you'd shed a tear where

From the fucked up scar to the tough luck bar

To cousin fightin' chapters in a crushed up car

To my cousin fightin chapters in a crushed up car

I handled live beef from the pluriel I beef

Cape she a few cats tried to muirelize me

Capeshe a few cats tried to muirelize me (for what)

'Cause I drive a fresh Benz and collect ends

Cause I drive a fresh benz and collect ends

But I lost brothers some best friends

Word life, we all bredgren

But we all speak and nobody budgin'

But we all speak and nobody budgin

'Cause we all stubbrin', yeah, we let the hate rise

Cause we all stubbrin

Yeah, we let the hate rise

Give each other fake fives

Look back periphieal,give each other snake eyes

Look back periphieal give each other snake eyes

True in all sequals (true)

True in all sequals, you too of all people

You too of all people

Guess they right money is the root of all evil

Guess they right money is the root of all people

A nigga front on them, though I triggered at em'

A nigga front on them though I triggered at em'

I don't know Big, it's just the type of nigga I am

I don't know Big it's just the type of nigga I am

I live my life a thug

I live my life a thug, live my life wit drugs

Live my life wit drugs (drugs)

Fuck everybody else I live my life for blood

Fuck everybody else I live my life for Blood

So Lexus, Moff, and I got's to keep Triste near

So Lexus, Moff I got's to keep Triste near

'Cause blood's supposed to be here

Cause Blood suppost to be here (cause

blood suppost to be here)

All the times we've sung, all those crimes we've done

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

[Chorus]

All the times we've sung, all those crimes we've done

When comes a song

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

All those crimes we've done

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

You're one of my worst fears, is being stuffed in a hearse

When comes a song

Six feet deep getting crushed by the dirt

All those crimes we've done

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

[Verse 2]

Uh,

One of my worst fears, is being stuffed in a hearse

Six feet deep being crushed my the earth

Bury me wit rings so when I'm plucked from the earth

Every motherfucker see how much it was worth

Every mothafucka see how much it

was worth (we makin money)

I see you stressin' my best, misjudgin' of my worst

Oh you stressin my best misjudgin of my worst

And all my life put in nothin' but work

And all my life put in nothin but work

Y'all talk about how I was such a big flirt

And I never slowed down 'cause I was fuckin' wit skirts

I never slowed down cause I was fuckin wit skirts

I mean since the early days I was cuttin from church

I mean since the early days I was cuttin' from church

Y'all talk about things I've done to my life

Y'all talk about things that I've done to my life

You talk about things that I've done to my wife

I know where I'm going so I can come in a crises

I know where I'm going so I can come in a cris'is

I do this for my niggas, who never get no chedder

'Cause I do this for my niggas, who never get no chedder

For my niggas up state, that'll never get a letter

For my vitally sick, that would never get no better

For my niggas in the cold, that would never get a sweater

For my niggas in the cold, that

would never get a sweater

For the life I lead and thethings I've done

For the life I lead, things I done

A nigga went to school I had to bring my gun

A nigga had to hustle, had to sling them drums

A nigga had to hustle I had to slung

As the man of the house, I got to bring income

them drums (I feel you man)

As the man of the house I had to bring income

All the times we've sung, all those crimes we've done

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

[Chorus]

All the times we've sung, all those crimes we've done

When comes a song

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

All those crimes we've done

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

Yo, yo, aiyo, this life I should rock again?

When comes a song

Stand on this motherfuckin' block again?

All those crimes we've done

Almost get shot again, see a lotta men get shot up bad

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

Back up hobblin' sista out gossipin'

[Verse 3]

So, rhyme for executives

Yo, this life I should rock again? (huh)

It's imperative, do it for my jail berg consecutives

Stand on this mothafuckin block again?

Almost get shot again (it was tough out there yo)

See alotta men get shot up bad

Back up hobbilin sista out gossipin

(get em' to the hospital)

So I don't rhyme for excutives

It's imparitive do it for my jailberg consecutives

Get my messages, hell no

Or my black nigga never live, one room 7 kid

Or my block nigga never live, one room 7 kid

Screamin mother overhead two

Screamin' mother overhead [Incomprehensible] two plates

plates, one fork sour milk and a

One fork sour milk and a loaf of bread

loaf of bread

But I shook it off smiled of course kid

My girl wild out on some child support shit

My girl wildout on some child support shit

I'm out exhausted obselete y'all (y'all)

I'm out exhausted, obsolete y'all

But girls will flip like Dominique Daws

I'm not here to teach y'all, just here to reach y'all

I'm not here to teach yall, just here to reach yall

If I do my life over, I repeat all

All the times we've sung, all those crimes we've done

[Chorus]

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

When comes a song

All the times we've sung, all those crimes we've done

All those crimes we've done

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

All those times was fun, but would you do it again?

When comes a song

All the times we've sung, all those crimes we've done

All those crimes we've done

All those times was fun but would you do it again?

All the times we've sung

[repeat 2 times]

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