Cam`ron Do It Again(feat Destiny`s Child And Jimmy Jones Lyrics

Do It Again(feat Destiny`s Child And Jimmy Jones 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]