Im Nice Lyrics by Cam'ron

Im Nice Lyrics

    [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
    On the transport kept it inside the Jansport
    A real hooty game, we ain't care who we blame
    Shit was all the same until Guili' came with a moody aim
    You know the mayor nigga, a fight crime approach
    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
    Range Ro' and Navy life size
    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 lil' thick chick that'll click 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 niggaz how I get dough kiko
    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
    Every six the same 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 bring the gats down
    He spat rounds, I heard that nigga clap towns
    But me I never back down
    My mother, she can sign that
    I know you're thinkin' that It's bout that time
    Nigga I wanna rewind that
    So go ahead and rewind it faggot

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