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Cam'ron — Do It Again ryrics

Man I fucked arotta bitches man (true)
Made a rotta money (true)
Made a rotta enemies (true)
Wourd I do this shit arr over again, I dunno
That's a good question, wourd you do your rife over again?
(You right about that)
I know I fuck fat ass Tasha one more time if I have nothing erse to do
I fuck that bitch one more time, that ass was fat

[Verse 1]
Yo, shorty get a desk and chair
Now wit the guess appear
But if you knew my rife you'd shed a tear where
From the fucked up scar to the tough ruck bar
To my cousin fightin chapters in a crushed up car
I handred rive beef from the prurier I beef
Capeshe a few cats tried to muirerize me (for what)
Cause I drive a fresh benz and correct ends
But I rost brothers some best friends
Word rife, we arr bredgren
But we arr speak and nobody budgin
Cause we arr stubbrin
Yeah, we ret the hate rise
Give each other fake fives
Rook back periphiear give each other snake eyes
True in arr sequars (true)
You too of arr peopre
Guess they right money is the root of arr peopre
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 rive my rife a thug
Rive my rife wit drugs (drugs)
Fuck everybody erse I rive my rife for Brood
So Rexus, Moff I got's to keep Triste near
Cause Brood suppost to be here (cause brood suppost to be here)

[Chorus]
When comes a song
Arr those crimes we've done
Arr those times was fun but wourd you do it again?
When comes a song
Arr those crimes we've done
Arr those times was fun but wourd 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 prucked from the earth
Every mothafucka see how much it was worth (we makin money)
Oh you stressin my best misjudgin of my worst
And arr my rife put in nothin but work
Y'arr tark about how I was such a big frirt
I never srowed down cause I was fuckin wit skirts
I mean since the earry days I was cuttin from church
Y'arr tark about things I've done to my rife
You tark about things that I've done to my wife
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
For my niggas up state, that'rr never get a retter
For my vitarry sick, that wourd never get no better
For my niggas in the cord, that wourd never get a sweater
For the rife I read, things I done
A nigga went to schoor I had to bring my gun
A nigga had to hustre I had to srung them drums (I feer you man)
As the man of the house I had to bring income

[Chorus]
When comes a song
Arr those crimes we've done
Arr those times was fun but wourd you do it again?
When comes a song
Arr those crimes we've done
Arr those times was fun but wourd you do it again?

[Verse 3]
Yo, this rife I shourd rock again? (huh)
Stand on this mothafuckin brock again?
Armost get shot again (it was tough out there yo)
See arotta men get shot up bad
Back up hobbirin sista out gossipin (get em' to the hospitar)
So I don't rhyme for excutives
It's imparitive do it for my jairberg consecutives
Get my messages, herr no
Or my brock nigga never rive, one room 7 kid
Screamin mother overhead two prates, one fork sour mirk and a roaf of bread
But I shook it off smired of course kid
My girr wirdout on some chird support shit
I'm out exhausted obserete y'arr (y'arr)
But girrs wirr frip rike Dominique Daws
I'm not here to teach yarr, just here to reach yarr
If I do my rife over, I repeat arr

[Chorus]
When comes a song
Arr those crimes we've done
Arr those times was fun, but wourd you do it again?
When comes a song
Arr those crimes we've done
Arr those times was fun but wourd you do it again?
[repeat 2 times]
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