Cam`ron Featuring Destiny`s Child Jimmy Jones Do It Again Lyrics

Do It Again Lyrics

Man I fucked alotta bitches man (true)
Made a lotta money (true)
Made a
lotta enemies (true)
Would I do this shit all over again, I dunno
That's
a good question, would you 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

(Verse 1)
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 my cousin fightin chapters in a crushed up car
I handled live beef
from the pluriel I beef
Capeshe a few cats tried to muirelize me (for
what)
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
Cause we all stubbrin
Yeah, we let the hate rise
Give each
other fake fives
Look back periphieal give each other snake eyes
True in
all sequals (true)
You too of all people
Guess they right money is the
root of all people
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 live my life a
thug
Live my life wit drugs (drugs)
Fuck everybody else I live my life
for Blood
So Lexus, Moff I got's to keep Triste near
Cause Blood suppost
to be here (cause blood suppost to be here)

(Chorus)
When comes a
song
All those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do
it again?
When comes a song
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
mothafucka see how much it was worth (we makin money)
Oh you stressin my
best misjudgin of my worst
And all my life put in nothin but work
Y'all
talk about how I was such a big flirt
I never slowed down cause I was fuckin
wit skirts
I mean since the early days I was cuttin from church
Y'all talk
about things 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 cris'is
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 the life I lead, things I
done
A nigga went to school I had to bring my gun
A nigga had to hustle I
had to slung them drums (I feel you man)
As the man of the house I had to
bring income

(Chorus)
When comes a song
All those crimes we've
done
All those times was fun but would you do it again?
When comes a
song
All those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do
it again?

(Verse 3)
Yo, this life I should rock again? (huh)
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 block nigga never live, one room 7 kid
Screamin mother overhead two
plates, one fork sour milk and a loaf of bread
But I shook it off smiled of
course kid
My girl wildout on some child support shit
I'm out exhausted
obselete y'all (y'all)
But girls will flip like Dominique Daws
I'm not
here to teach yall, just here to reach yall
If I do my life over, I repeat
all

(Chorus)
When comes a song
All those crimes we've done
All
those times was fun, but would you do it again?
When comes a song
All
those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it
again?
(repeat 2 times)